You don’t actually expect me to open the container, do you?
Category: my peeps
Lemme get a whiff of this…
Hm…I have a sneaky suspicion that it’s not a treat after all.
I lose.
*SNARF SNARF* It’s not a treat…it’s a new member of the pack. The Girl says his name is Mr. Fizzle. *sigh*
What’s this?
“Happy Belated Birthday, Koa!
From Smush”
Thanks, Smush!
I’ll be sure to share the ribs with you when you come over later. You rock. Tell your humans they’re extra-awesome.
Company
Smush came over last night since his humans were out of town for the weekend. Unfortunately for him, he ended up having to sleep over since The Girl thought it would be a good idea to leave the keys at his house. So, he’s locked out until his humans return. It’s a good thing there’s plenty of room on the couch.
We’re just chillin’…
…on the couch. Who’s got the tv remote?!
Apparently I’m not the only one…
…who likes to sleep in the laundry basket.
camouflaged
Wheeeeeeeere’s Smush?!
Takin’ a stroll…
After our power naps, we went for a stroll around the ‘hood. I peed on poles and he chased the birds. It was awesome.