Since (which I pronounce “cents,” which is, apparently, wrong) I forgot it was Monday last week until, oh, I don’t know Wednesday or so, I am presenting a special dog blog three way! (three photos that is… … wow.)
A friend sent me these adorable sock creatures for Sebastian and he loves them. Turns out frog eyes are really good teethers.
If you love them, as I do, get your own here. But they won’t be as cool as mine because your dog won’t wear them.
ps I don’t know who is more humiliated here, Beau or the frog…
I’m not quite sure this qualifies as yoga, but he does look very stoic…
ps – notice the high chair in the background!!
While I don’t know the exact details, I think it’ safe to say, he is going to wake up with one hell of a hangover.
PS – while those crookedy little bottom teeth may seem like an evolutionary dead end, I can tell you exactly what function they serve. He uses them to pick out all the seams with surgical accuracy from any stuffed toy we give him in .053 seconds. RIP every stuffed toy we have ever brought into our house. Will prove damn useful during the stuffed animal zombie apocalypse of 2020 though.
Am I allowed to explain the Busch Beer? No? Embarrassing.
This is why I want a holga:
Pretty sure this would be my life if Sebastian were born in 1972. This is digital but it feels a little contrived. I want a holga so I can get the real deal.
ps – jellybeans may have been involved in the making of this shot
in honor of Easter:
Does anyone actually eat these things?
ps – should I maybe clip his nails? oh, embarrassing.
So I got a new bikini because my goal this summer? 8 hours of pool side sun a day.
Too bad there’s no way I can compete with this.