LOOK. It's a real post. It's a PICTURES post. See it. Be amazed.
So Beaker decided that a wonderful way to pass time tonight was to growl at his own reflection. So I decided to distract him. How? Why give him treats and make him pose, of course!
And so, finally I have pictures of Beaker. Who wants to see them? *waits for eager jumping and squeeing*
This is Beaker. He wuvs you. You wuv him too. Troofax.
This is Beaker being a dope and coming way too close to the camera. But he's smiling and he still wuvs you.
He can pose, people. We are doomed. The puppy can pose.
He may wuv you, but he's contemplating whether or not you'd taste good with ketchup.
He smiling again! *huggles my puppy*
And the wuv is still there.
And this is Champ. He's nine years old, and he's Sophisticated. He crosses his legs and everything.
Superior Dog Patronizes You.
Everybody, have some puppylove!
...No, not the slashy kind, you perverts.