An early shot of him on the couch. He has not yet decided to eat it, though that could come any day.
Baby Boy. He gets very sweet and mushy when you hold him.
I have a lot of blurry photos because they are always in motion. There's more wrestling going on in my house than at the WWE.
New bed. So comfy.
This is where he goes during band practice. I get it dude, you aren't into melodic hardcore.
I like this one. One dog goes one way, the other dog goes the other way.
Legs for miles.
......and then he shits in your closet. Twice in one day. And you step in it, both times and end up throwing away a favorite pair of shoes...and a leather bag. And suddenly, he's not so cute anymore. Or, he is that cute and it's the only thing keeping him alive. Yeah. That's pretty much it.