George Michael's Haircut
So it's been three days since I got back from Belize. I'm still editing photos and organizing my thoughts into coherent blog posts (yes, it takes me that much effort to produce content for this blog) so I thought in the meantime, I'd share some photos of my dog being himself after a morning spent at the groomer's. Plus, I'm still suffering from post holiday blues and nothing cheers me up like my dog.
Cheers.
{hanging out in my room} {yes, that's a yoga ball next to my closet} |
{Hey, there!} {I love GM's crooked bottom teeth} |
{I moved to this side of my bed so I could get a shot of him in better lighting but now you see my messy room} |
{Ma, why are you taking photos of me when I'm trying to have nap on the couch?} |
{I love puppy paws. So cute!} |
{All of a sudden showing interest in the camera...} |
{Let me sniff the lens.} |
{Let me sniff it even harder.} |
{Okay, I'm tired of sniffing. Please go away.} {I'm going to lay here with my new toy.} |
{Thanks for the cookie, Mum.} |
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