Striking a Pose...

With his baby gate and new plaid bed.

And Then There Were Two...

This post is dedicated to the Uncle Eric, who unfortunately is in the Middle East and unavailable to dicuss this latest development at length on the phone with me. We wuff you Uncle Eric!

Yesterday the weest one had a long painful day of dental procedures, which resulted in a few things: 1. finding out that my little man has severe periodontal disease (sad; poor old wee one) and 2. the loss of another beloved "nitty gritty". This last shocking discovery wasn't made until this morning when the little man managed a smile for his mum. And then there were two...

Still Getting a Bang Out of Being Carted Around...

Even if it means a trip to the vet! Hey, wait a minute...I'm at the vet...

Keeping Cool on the Kitchen Tiles...

He's Ready for His Close-Up, Mr. DeMille...

And for a stroll...whichever one comes first.

GASP!

Buster worries whether Uncle Andrew will ever forgive him for not sending him birthday wishes on his proper birthday! I wuff you very much Uncle Andrew!! You of all people should know that I have a preference for the Asians!!!