Eat Poo and Die
Yep, this one.
It was a pretty day.
But obviously not as pretty as me.
Cooperating well this weekend....
Mom was praising what a good model I was by this point.
She jinxed herself with this one. Take that, stupid black box!
The world is my catwalk, and I always have my model strut on!
I just... have to jump on the catwalk...
Wait, what are you doing down there?
Wanna see my moves? Wanna see my moves? Check out my moves! Like my flips? No?
Hey... what are you doing? That's my dad.
That's right. Mine.
Niz's remove-random-dog-from-harassing-you-for-treats service. Unfortunately, it wasn't available when the dog later mobbed mom and ate a chunk out of a plastic bag holding my treats. She didn't want to pay the subscription fee.
But I'm still good looking. Even when shot facing the sun.
Yep, still good looking.