Thursday, March 7, 2013

The Dog

He's a little spoiled.
Even all those toys aren't enough to satisfy his hungry jaws, though.
The shoe casualties keep piling up.

Catching a Sunday afternoon nap.

We have a discipline problem...he feels like he belongs at the bar with the rest of us.

After a cold morning run he likes to wrap up in his "woobie."
Yes, he does indeed have a "woobie."

Dobermans are expert cuddlers.

Alter Ego.

This is his special reflective running vest.
As soon as I take it off the peg he gets very VERY excited.

Catching some rays.

Did you think I was kidding about the woobie?

We find him very handsome.

More of his expert cuddling.

Last Saturday we ran nine miles, and instead of wearing him out, he came home re-energized and ready to kill this zebra.

Why is it so funny when dogs sit up in chairs like people?

This is how he looks when he is begging for a jelly bean.


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