What? It's part of my Iditarod training!
Just in time for Halloween: two dogs who look incredibly miserable and cute, all at the same time. I call this one "Houndoween."
What is cuter than one fat little puppy falling over? TWO fat little puppies falling over!!! I call this one "Twin Falls."
Hell on wheels!
"...ain't nothin' but a hound dog, cryin' all the time..."
I command you to play with me!!! PLAY!
This Boxer is Rocky Balboa in his dreams.
This tiny pup is highly ranked on the "concentrated cuteness" scale. He's so tiny, I want to put him in my pocket!!!
He's so scared! I feel sorry for the little cutie. I call this one "Dogzilla."
"Your underwear are mine! MINE! MIII - uh, not mine."
I call this one "Doggy Door Fail."
Mental note to self: never French kiss a snapping turtle.
And I'll huff, and I'll puff, and I'll bloooow you away with my cuteness!
Man. I shouldn't have had that last shot of Jager.
When I get over the fact that I want to punch the dickwad in the face, because he's holding his dog out the window, I love this little guy.
Take that, Air! Take that!
Ever wish you were a window? Puppy licks!
I got it! I got it! I don't got it.