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(almost) Wordless Wednesday

Oliver: Now Christmas is safely over I can share this. BTW: Santa put me on stand-by. Maybe next year.

 

I'm the Birthday Boy!

Oliver: It's mah birfday! It's mah birfday! It's mah birfday!

I'm a christmas baby! And I'm four. Still younger and prettier than someone else I know.

Merry Christmas and a woofy new year

Bertie: May Santa Paws bring everyone just what they wanted for Xmas.

Oliver: Especially me!

Bertie: He doesn't just visit you, you know!

Oliver: But he likes me best. I want a bone, and some cookies, and some alternate cookies, and a ball, and a soft toy, and my own feather doona, and some different cookies to the 1st and 2nd piles of cookies, and some turkey mince.

Bertie: Is that all?

Oliver: Did I mention the cookies? Yep, I'm good.

Bertie: You do realize he only comes to puppies who have been good all year...

Oliver: Uh oh!

 
 

(almost)wordless Wednesday

Oliver: One bone is never enough. My tip: stockpile. Especially when Sasha is over.

(almost) wordless wednesday

Oliver: I'm thinking of becoming an artist. Maybe specialising  in installation art. For my first piece, I give you -

Title: Shoes and Milk Carton.

Location: Main Bedroom floor.

Price: Four Cookies.

I'm hoping for a sell out exhibition.

Furry birthday

Bertie: It's mah birthday! It's mah birthday! And I am 5!

Cue glamorous shot!

(almost) wordless Wednesday

Oliver: Even artistically blurry, I look ace.

(almost) Wordless Wednesday

Oliver: I'm trying to sleep. Stop with the flashy flashy photos please. You know I can't resist a camera.

BTW, this is my mohair blanket. It used to be my hooman's. Now it is mine. Every so often I hear mutterings about a $200 dollar dog blanket. I'm worth it.