Doggy daycare day is my favorite day.
Don’t mess with this crew.
Photo courtesy of Ruffin’ It Resort (More dog cuteness on their Facebook page)
My feelings about going to work with my human are best described by Peter Gibbons.
Yeah. The coversheet. I know, I know. Uh, Bill talked to me about it.
The thing is, Bob, it’s not that I’m lazy, it’s that I just don’t care.
I’d say in a given week I probably only do about fifteen minutes of real, actual, work.
The humans decided to drill some holes in a frozen lake and look for fish.
Hey, guys. Welcome to snowy Lake Wingra. It’s cold here. Check out my sweet boots.
That guy over there seemed friendly but I wasn’t allowed to go chase him or lick him.
I hoped he’d pull out some treats. Got skunked on that wish.
The polar vortex is no joke, y’all.
The humans dressed up all fancy and had a party.
I wasn’t that impressed, frankly.
Now that that’s done hopefully my humans will get back to updating this site.
It’s the weekend!!! Let’s crack some brewskis* and hit the dog park.
*Brewskis for humans, only, unfortunately.