ME and SPORT-DOG
Yesterday the box came with my new glasses. I don't know why Keri bought them, because I'm not a nerdy four-eyes like she is. I bet she's doing that misery loves company thing. I don't believe her when she says she likes her glasses. I mean, they're RED. Who wears red glasses? Sooo tacky. She's probably going to make me wear those things for pictures and stuff, and I don't even need vishion correction.
Okay, I have to share the photos of Sport now, because I said I would and Keri wouldn't let me on the computer while she was sick, because she didn't want to spread jerms until she could clean everything first. Well, she's STILL sick, but not contagious or anything. I'm so tired of hearing her sniffle and snore because of it. I need some doll-sized earplugs!
Okay, this is when I first saw Sport. I thought, WHOA, bigger dog than I expected! He looks so small in the photos on Keri's desk and dresser.
He's pretty soft-looking, though, so I thought about giving him a hug. He's kind of weary looking, see? Maybe he's thinking "oh no, what is that doll doing? should I be here like this?"
Well, he didn't move, so I went in for the hug. Sport's such a sweet dog! Except he kept putting his nose all over me and I think he tried to eat my hair.
I'm not edible. I guess you knew that, but when Sport found out, he was all "Sigh. Just another person, er, doll to be obnoxious to me." He makes a nice cushion to lean on.
Yup, veeerrry comfy. Hmm, maybe I should have worried about dog hair on my clothes. I'm wearing dark jeans and a white jacket, afterall, and Keri made me wear my nice pink dress, well, it's a tunic. Too short for a dress.
Ack! No! Dog slobber!!!
Nah, he just wanted to sniff me again. I got out of there quick, though. I didn't want to be slobbered on. I think in this picture, he's hoping that the door opened or something. See, we were in the dog room which is also the laundry room, and he doesn't like hanging out there much 'cause there's not much to sniff or slobber on, except Lacey. Lacey doesn't like having her picture taken.
See? Sport got bored, so I sat down. We WERE having a staring contest, but he moves too quick for the camera to catch the good shots. Oh well. You can see Lacey's leg at the top of the shot there. She's smaller and white. She doesn't like me, so I guess I don't like her!
That's all for now. Don't expect to see a photo of me in the glasses because we're NOT DOING ONE. And if we do, it's UNDER DRESSED! Uhm, I mean under duress, I think. Maybe. STILL. UNDERDRESSED.
Okay, I have to share the photos of Sport now, because I said I would and Keri wouldn't let me on the computer while she was sick, because she didn't want to spread jerms until she could clean everything first. Well, she's STILL sick, but not contagious or anything. I'm so tired of hearing her sniffle and snore because of it. I need some doll-sized earplugs!
Okay, this is when I first saw Sport. I thought, WHOA, bigger dog than I expected! He looks so small in the photos on Keri's desk and dresser.
He's pretty soft-looking, though, so I thought about giving him a hug. He's kind of weary looking, see? Maybe he's thinking "oh no, what is that doll doing? should I be here like this?"
Well, he didn't move, so I went in for the hug. Sport's such a sweet dog! Except he kept putting his nose all over me and I think he tried to eat my hair.
I'm not edible. I guess you knew that, but when Sport found out, he was all "Sigh. Just another person, er, doll to be obnoxious to me." He makes a nice cushion to lean on.
Yup, veeerrry comfy. Hmm, maybe I should have worried about dog hair on my clothes. I'm wearing dark jeans and a white jacket, afterall, and Keri made me wear my nice pink dress, well, it's a tunic. Too short for a dress.
Ack! No! Dog slobber!!!
Nah, he just wanted to sniff me again. I got out of there quick, though. I didn't want to be slobbered on. I think in this picture, he's hoping that the door opened or something. See, we were in the dog room which is also the laundry room, and he doesn't like hanging out there much 'cause there's not much to sniff or slobber on, except Lacey. Lacey doesn't like having her picture taken.
See? Sport got bored, so I sat down. We WERE having a staring contest, but he moves too quick for the camera to catch the good shots. Oh well. You can see Lacey's leg at the top of the shot there. She's smaller and white. She doesn't like me, so I guess I don't like her!
That's all for now. Don't expect to see a photo of me in the glasses because we're NOT DOING ONE. And if we do, it's UNDER DRESSED! Uhm, I mean under duress, I think. Maybe. STILL. UNDERDRESSED.