…until tomorrow, I’ll just keep movin’ on.
Oh hello, “Terminal” Gemma, who ran off up the road this afternoon and only came back because I yelled “I HAVE COOKIES YOU HATEFUL LITTLE WENCH!”
If you facebook, probably you’ve seen this woman’s photography cuz it’s been shared like mental.
A friend posted one of the pictures to my timeline, specifically this one:
and demanded I recreate it. Or best it. Or something.
I like a challenge.
My dogs do not.
ARE YOU HAPPY NOW?????
AHHHH! What the f*ck was that??
Shut UP Piper!!
I’ve got to teach my little dogs to do adorable hugging things (without biting each other’s heads off) and photograph them in little miniature cities made of origami or something. Instead of weeding the lawns.
Besides, that photographer doesn’t have dogs who are POSSESSED BY EVIL SPIRITS.
(Actually, what the little bastard is doing is stealing all the firestarter from the bonfire pit. My landlord also had a surveyor come for some reason, and Wootie dug up and stole all the survey sticks too. I’m totally pretending I have no idea what happened to them.)
If you pay me in cookies, I’ll keep your secret.
So maybe my dogs won’t do threeways on camera for doggie porn. But I think they still take a pretty fine photo when the stars align :)
I bet your dogs take a fine photo too! prove me right; come out to our Pet Pics with Santa and/or Bumble next weekend at Triple Tree in Maple Ridge!