Monday, December 26, 2011

Best intentions, blah blah blah


How can you not love this face? I mean besides the fact that Sam has decided that he is now officially old and therefor doesn't have to ask to be let out to pee. No, no, why do that as a curmudgeon he thinks it is his prerogative to go in whichever corner is close. Like the one right above the furnace intake....gross.

In this particular picture Sam is wearing his festive holiday sweater and laying on the memory foam dog bed purchased for him by a certain sucker, who is most assuredly not me.

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