I have other blog posts in mind. But frankly, they all require too much time and forethought. So instead I’ll post a photo of my dog.
In this pic his fur is unkempt. He’s quite dirty. He’s dog tired. And yet I still think he’s the cutest pooch on the planet. That’s what love does apparently—it blinds you into believing your dog (or more frequently, your child) is the cutest, best, brightest creature on the planet. That’s what I think until Shiloh puts his paws up on the coffee table and licks Livia’s apple slices. Then he’s not so cute.
Shiloh-lito.
Shilozers.
Al Poochino.
Poochy-poochers.
I love my pup.
3 Comments
Rebecca Sep 17, 2009 7:52 PM
It has been brought to my attention that this pic shows off my gleamingly clean kitchen floors.
Gleam, gleam, gleam.
It is my husband who is responsible for this beauty. I have no idea how he gets the floors so clean and you can be certain they wouldn’t look like this if the task was left to me. Full disclosure.
Jeremy Sep 18, 2009 12:26 AM
Of course, I can see that they’re really not too clean in this pic. ;-)
joie Sep 18, 2009 6:38 PM
I love this pic…the clean floors but mostly the very tired, very adorable pup!