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.
So Small
- Date: a few months after I was born
- Location: the old kitchen (before the reno)
- I’m feeling: small but mighty
Look how little I was! My parents adopted me when I was just two pounds, and now that I’m a beefy eight pounder it puts my original size into perspective. I was so small! I practically tower over my food bowl now…
Wanna Join Me?
- Date: a few months back
- Location: at a friend’s house
- I’m feeling: frisky
Come lay next to me and cuddle my brains out. Nothing x-rated or anything, just a little snuggle time before we get up and face the day. Mmm, that’s what I call getting up on the right side of the bed. So cozy…
Where My Dogs At?
Apparently some are verrrry far away from home. Let’s save these pooches and get them back on US soil! Ashley gave me the heads up about this initiative and I had to roll up my sleeves (figuratively speaking, you know I refuse to wear clothes) and get involved.
Here’s the link with lots of cute dog pictures and all the facts you need to be a bone-a-fide hero around Hamburger’s House.
So whaddya say? Is it a good day to make a difference or what? My paws are crossed that they reach their goal and get those pups back here to some loving and happy homes!
Chew On This
- Date: a while back
- Location: the den, before the new couch
- I’m feeling: straight up lethal
I’m bad to the bone. Der-ner-neh-ner-neh. Baaaad to the bone. Der-ner-neh-ner-nerrr. Buh-buh-buh-buh-buh baaaaad….
