I’m officially obsessed with taking pictures of our baby. There might be more pictures of our dog than there will be of our first born child. I thought I’d share a few of the 976 picture of our dog with you.
Remember this adorable face you fell in love with just 6 months ago…
Well I’m big now! In fact I ate most of that bed… oops. While I have added a few ’bouts of excitement with my parents, a few things HAVEN’T changed!
I’m still a dog, I still eat dog food, and I LOVE to cuddle and sleep,
and my ears are still floppy…
On the other hand, a lot HAS changed.
These are now the only toys I don’t destroy…mom and dad are thankful that while I’m interested in shoes, all I do is try to get their attention by picking them up, prance into the living room and sit proudly with them. All furniture, pillows and blankets remain in tact. My toys and mom’s underwear are the objects of my affection. What do you expect, I’m a male-first, dog-second.
My parents need to spell R-I-D-E for fear of being pummelled to the ground with my excitement.
I’m getting really good at getting my picture taken. Mom appreciates the fact that I pose for her.
I have masterred the trick of giving high fives!
Thanks to some smooth moves, and use of my pretty eyes I’m now allowed upstairs…
on the bed…
on the couch…
And best of all, on grandpa’s lap.
I’m looking forward to this thing called christmas, because mom and dad have had several conversations on how to keep me from eating the tree. My first Halloween and frist snowfall were pretty exciting…don’t worry, as I’m sure you can guess…mom took pictures!
I’d leave you with a kiss Diesel style, but since I don’t have a picture of it, just imagine me licking your chin or your ear (I’m really not sure why the ear, but apparently he has some fettish with ears!)