Pup-date
As you know, because I’m sure you are an avid reader, bordering on stalker, Hubby and I got a puppy a few months back. We adopted him from the Alpine Humane Society where my sister Beans was working. Our sweet puppy Flapjack is doing well, and so far has only destroyed several rolls of toilet paper, and one other thing which I will show you.
Yes that is a real picture I actually took of my puppy. It is not from a pet calendar or anything like that. He’s really that adorable. Ok, let’s all get it out of our system together: Wook at that cutesy widdle face! Schmooky booky boo! Feel better?
Here’s my proof this is really my dog:
There he is, joyfully sitting in the midst of his destruction. That was my upstairs bathroom carpet, which we had planned on replacing…eventually. Looks like that will be happening earlier than we hoped.
This is Flapjack with our fat cat Mushroom. Flapjack loves Mushroom, and thinks they are best friends. He lays next to him and plays with him all the time. Mushy kind of tolerates Flapjack, and periodically whines while Flapjack attempts to play with him. They are freaking hilarious to watch, and I think Mushroom is starting to like Flap.
That’s your “awww…” for today!
