More dog you say?

Well that I can do. The hubby and I exist to alternately spoil, entertain, and torment the inhabitants of our home whilst I chronicle it on my blog. Really it's just fodder for the SPCA and CPS though but whats life if you don't live it on the edge? Do you like that picture of the dead Jaynie? On the couch we don't allow dogs on? Except when we get all lax with the rules in the house, which is like always. Lets look at it a bit more closely and try and get an idea of just how toasted this dog is...



As yes, there you go, now that's a good portrait don't you think? It looks as though he bellied up to the bar for one too many drinks doesn't it? Enough so that he really doesn't care daddy is taking a picture of him with his upper lip wrapped upwards towards the sky and stuck to the fabric of my couch. Just tacky no?

Here, lets get a bit closer because you know, we can....


Dogs, we own them just so we can jack with them.

He looks like this (and right now even he's in about the same spot) because this is post evening walk. He and I have been going on a walk every single night and I think I've mentioned the weather thing? Yeah, after the family gets back from the pool I take him out. It's still in the mid 80's and stupid humid out and dang it all if it doesn't kick our butts. He loves it but this is what we get afterwards. One burnt out puppy. It's great.