Not much new going on here. Jamie is working night shift and so very, very tired that she's not been able to update this blog as much as she'd like.
Christmas was uneventful here but I did get a basted center bone and yum, I love those things. Almost as much as power cords (which I have an unfortunate proclivity to chew).
I got a "spa" day today at the groomer's. Here's my "before" picture:
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"Oliver Twist ain't got nothing on my super-duper pauper look."
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And after:
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| "Ok, you may take my picture, silly human." |
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"Are you blinded by the cuteness factor yet? No? Well you darn well should be. "
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Did I tell you I'm nine months old now? Yes, and right on cue, I seem to be going through the "terrible teens." But with a face like mine, I'm sure Jamie will forgive me. Because I'm
that cute.
