Just me and my shadow.

Just so we’re all starting out on the right paw, this is my snow. Any questions?

Here I am making my mean face! Scary, huh?

Floppy ears are for sissies!

Mommy thinks she’s so funny. She calls this one “…and the cow jumped over the goon.” We are not amused.

As I approach my first birthday (just 14 days away), I find myself increasingly tormented by the weighty matters of adulthood.
It has been foretold, the gradual shift to adult food will begin this weekend. Oh, how I have dreaded this day! Maturity, you are a harsh mistress!

“Uh oh, Willie, she caught us being friendly to each other, try to look nonchalant.”

It would appear that a temporary peace treaty has been signed.