Squeaky Balls

Are a clear favorite of his. This time he actually wanted to play fetch for almost an hour straight, which is unheard of in his short-attention-span world. But every time, he'll eventually tire of chasing it and settle down (usually on the couch) to chewing the shit out of his new ball until the squeaker finally comes out. And then we can all breathe a sigh of relief. :)

Also can't help loving this shot of him next to my dad, with his "I just dropped the ball for you, why aren't you throwing it?" face.

xo

P.S. Please pardon our brown grass. Clearly, we're doing our part to conserve water.

Comments

[nariane]

I love his face!! That top picture with the ball is fabulous.