You coveteth my ice-cream bar.
Bleys got one of his favorite toys today because Roland got a soda at work today. He hadn't finished it, and brought the rest home to drink with dinner. After he was done P.W. was starting at the empty bottle with barely restrained wigglation, looking first at the bottle, then at Roland, then at the bottle, then at Roland with a barely audible whine. Finally we relented, removed the wrapper and there was puppy nirvana.
Labels: Bleys, Cavalier King Charles Spaniel, Cute, Picture, Tricolor
posted by Susan at 6:48 PM
4 Comments:
Dood. Your puppy is wearing mittens. Seriously.
Those are his Strong Bad-esque boxing gloves!
It's more fun if he has a serious case of Strong Bad hero worship, but he's having some won't-stop-chewing-on-my-paws issues at the moment. So, he has to be be-booted for the time being. Silly isn't it? I actually have a nicer pair of boots (Neopaws) but they were causing some matting when worn for long periods, so now we are sporting a cheaper, looser-fitting if less stylish pair.
Oh, man, sorry to hear that. I'll pretend that I knew they were Strong Bad gloves all along. :D
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