
Stare into my eyes…you are now compelled to give me all your doggie treats…

Stare into my eyes…you are now compelled to give me all your doggie treats…

…and now you’re going to get the baby carrots out of the fridge…

How does the top of my head look? I never get to see it.

Hello. I’m just hanging out at the corner waiting for the light to turn green. I do this a lot in the big city.

Do I look mean and scary? No? Yeah…I was only yawning. I’ll have to try again later.

Can a pup get a little attention over here? Don’t make me rip another hole in your PJs…

The Girl brought home a lemon bar from Bakesale Betty’s and it smelled mighty good. It’s too bad she was guarding it so closely. I would have gulped it down as fast as I swiped the Indian food a couple years ago. That was awesome.

It’s The Girl’s birthday today! She smells good.

On Saturday, I received a package in the mail from my buddy Kuma in Irvine. What a pleasant surprise!

1) …what’s in this package?
2) …how am I going to open it?