Anyway, he's ok I guess. He's a lot more careful around me than my butthead siblings and he hasn't bumped me or knocked me down yet. I guess that counts for something and somewhat excuses his horrific breath. So here's some shots of the day. I'm starting to hate that camera. I'm putting my picture first because I'm the most handsome one here (that's including the bipeds) and I thought this shot makes me look particularly spry and cunning. Take a minute to absorb my essence, it's ok.
The humans think this is funny to do...they go outside and those ding-dongs stand there like they're in jail. (see - that prison thing again) Apparently the smelly brown dog is already brainwashed since he's doing it too. That didn't take long. Mom didn't want me to post this pic because of the laundry mess in the back. She said to tell you the bathrooms flooded and everything is wet so that's why. Whatever. She's no June Cleaver, let me tell you.
Here they are looking at the freedom outside our doggie prison camp. Keep dreaming, it's not going to happen.
This is shady IMO, but all of a sudden Stumpy Sam is interested in Tucker because there's a new dog in town. Last week I heard her and Dot saying how they should just ignore Tucker because he's a stupid boy and here she is sucking up to him. Just goes to show you can't trust a Hound. I thought I looked pretty athletic here too. That brown dog's watermelon head makes me appear pretty svelte too.
I didn't want to put this in, but she'd run off to whine to Mom like the big wuss she is. So here's Dot. All 150 pounds of her. Sometimes when my vision is kinda hazy she reminds me of a big pig. Pigs remind me of crispy good-smelling bacon. MMMMMM. Maybe I should try to eat her. Get this next pic - They're all worried she's going to send him away from our dog prison so they're already being all campy together for the camera. Puhleeese. What moron couldn't see through that stupid trick?
Last, but SO not least in any way shape or form here is another shot of me in all my Husky goodness. I call this look my "you are so lucky I let you be with me" gaze and I like to do it a lot to Mom, especially when she has to wipe the poop off my butt like when she got home today. One day she'll realize how special that is.