We leave for lunch and wander about town for several hours and because Portland and the time change, it’s dark when we get back home.
The route we take runs past the side of the building where our apartment sits and we look up and see the boy waiting and watching for us out the window.
Occasionally looking over toward the door as he’s doing in the picture above.
We’ll be home in just a few minutes, sweet boy.
No, really. There’s something interesting in there.
I’m sure of it.
Come take a look!
I’ve always loved JCB (what all the cool people are calling it) but I never suspected it could turn a perfect little dog into the epitome of evil.
It can take those you love and make them do unspeakable things.
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Eat, play, sleep. First successful HDR of Chip. This time he didn’t move much and so doesn’t have three nostrils.
Keeping his goddess warm.
It’s time for dinner and a tummy rubbing.
Long day spent with the goddess. Deep sleep resting on her leg. Happy puppy. Warm puppy. Grr. Grr. Grr.