“How’s Stanley?”
“You should post some pictures of Stanley.”
“Nobody cares about you, I want to know about STANLEY!”
Yes, yes – the burden of having Stanley is that his public’s thirst for pictures and stories is never quenched. Stanley is now 11 weeks and 3 days old. He’s still a little guy, but he’s definitely grown a lot.
He’s full of energy, so we’ve been doing leash training so we can take him on walks for exercise. It’s going.. well…
It’s going. He resists walking away from the house, and then sometimes will ease up and enjoy the walk. He always is excited walking back to the house. I tried taking him to the greenway today, but the bicycles scared him.
How’s Fred, you ask? He’s.. Fred.
He’s curious about Stanley, but more in a “What the hell?!?” kind of way. He avoids Stanley but does not seem too put out by him. Stanley sometimes likes to chase Fred, but Stanley just wants to play. We’re discouraging the chasing and trying to get Fred more comfortable with Stanley around. I think it is slowly working, but they may never be best buddies.
to fit in the true icanhascheezburger mold, the quote should really say something more along the lines of: “WHEREZ CAT?!”
Yea Stanley is the dog! Fred beware! And anyway we see you two all the time.
Fitz – my dog is intelligent and only communicates using proper grammar. And burps.
your dog also communicates by pee/pooping on my carpet, and making me barf. fo’ REALS.