My mom emailed these pics. I don't even want to tell y'all how long it took me to upload them and crop them because mom didn't realize how big the files were OR the photos themselves. These are my sister's dogs because I don't have $500 for a pet deposit to have my own right now. Yes, I'm living vicariously through her. I'm trying to come up with a caption for the first one. I want to submit it to ihasahotdog.com.
This was Thanksgiving, I think. He was especially cranky that night. He was sitting on my lap and every time I moved, he got PISSED.
Dad is rubbing Earl's ear. That's his, "AAAAAHHHH" face.
I think my sister might be childfree herself. Those dogs have a bigger wardrobe than me. Well, SOMEONE is giving my parents grandchildren and it's NOT me.
Awww...sleeping pug.