Early mornings in the Crazy House.
This is how Luke does mornings. Kind of. I mean, minus the table and counter surfing and wrestling with Ophie and obedience training breaks.
He saw one of the many gangs of squirrels that reside in one of the three trees in our yard.
Caught him eating crabapples. I was totally shocked, of course, because Lukey surely doesn't love the crabapples. *insert eye rolly emoticon*
we pause for a moment of...stillness.
This picture is over-exposed, but I couldn't toss it because his ear is too cute.
"Aren't I beautiful?"
And, yeah, I cut the top of his ear off in this photo, but I still like it.
This is the goofiest dog EVER.
"Look, MA! I be a pig! Oink, Oink!"
"Surely it was not me."