Ah, dogs. Our best friends, loyal and stalwart.
And patient. Boy, are they patient. Sometimes a little too much so …
Now, now. That’s not the way to solve anything.
I MUST BE DREAMING.
Take that! And that and that and that!
It’s on my head. It’s not in my mouth. It’s on my head. How do I…oh, there we go.
I may slobber on you, but go for it…
I thought my look could use a little change …
Can’t…hold out…much…longer…
What? Do I have something on my face?
A zucchini? Really?
I’m auditioning for Cirque du Soleil next week.
That’s not where the muffin goes!
