Where’s Waldo, Er, Burger (Part Two)
- Date: last summer
- Location: the backyard
- I’m feeling: determined
Can you find me? That’s right, I’m the four-legger in the background sniffing around intently for bugs. I’ll find one. And when I do, I’ll show that bug who’s boss. Unless a squirrel comes along and distracts me. Which is a distinct possibility…
Where’s Waldo, Er, Burger?
- Date: sometime around Christmas
- Location: the living room
- I’m feeling: sneaky
Can you find me? I’m all ears.
In Your Face (Part Two)
- Date: last summer
- Location: in the car on that same sweet road trip
- I’m feeling: satiated
Look, I’m all about getting what I want. So if what I want happens to be at the bottom of the french fry container than I’m not above sticking my whole face in there to come out victorious. What can I say, I’m a goal oriented kind of guy.
In Your Face (Part One)
- Date: last summer
- Location: the car on a super fun road trip
- I’m feeling: resourceful
Sometimes the only way to get as many crumbs as possible is to put your whole face into the can of Pringles. And I’m man enough to do it.
The Perfet Gentleman
- Date: a few months back
- Location: the guest bedroom
- I’m feeling: aristocratic
Sometimes I like sitting all prim and proper. Not just because I look regal and king-ish, but because sometimes mom and dad catch me posing like that and shower me with praise (and the occasional treat). And there’s nothing like a little edible motivation to enforce a specific behavior.
Hello Down There
- Date: about a year ago
- Location: my aunt’s apartment in Philly
- I’m feeling: snuggled
Why yes I am being smothered by two stuffed animals, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. I love feeling cozy so if you don’t mind I’m going to take a nice little nap right here. Talk to you later…
Nice To Meet You
- Date: last year
- Location: my great grandma’s house
- I’m feeling: social
Here I am meeting my cousin Molly for the first time. She’s quite a looker right? From all angles. So I just had to say hi the old fashioned way. With a good ol’ derriere sniff (followed by some trepidatious face licks). I’m nothing if not a perfect gentleman.
Momma’s Boy
- Date: about a year ago
- Location: the den
- I’m feeling: pretty darn handsome
This is one of my mom’s favorite pictures to date. I get it, really I do. How artsy do I look all close up and cropped? No wonder I have humans fawning over me left and right. Maybe I should get an agent. I mean looks like this don’t come along every day…
Like My Facelift?
- Date: about a year ago
- Location: the den
- I’m feeling: a bit tight
Ok, I’ll admit that this is a funny photo. Which is why I’m sharing it with everyone. But still, don’t you think I’m a little young for my parents to be giving me a practice facelift? At least wait til I hit sixty or so in dog years. Sheesh.
Acorns! I love them.
- Date: last summer
- Location: the backyard
- I’m feeling: victorious
Why am I so proud? Because I found an acorn. AN ACORN! I love acorns. So if you’ll notice that bulge in my cheek, well that’s my prized acorn (which I will proceed to crack open and chew and spit out for at least an hour). Good times. Life’s good when you’re me.
