Foster moms

Foster moms are great. They love you and treat you like their own. My foster mom is as sick as dog (where do they get that saying anyways? I feel great). So, this is what we did. All day yesterday. She says I was just what the doctored ordered.

Buds

So I want to share these with you because they are so cute. But I don't want you to get the wrong idea. I mean, I like Minnie and Ellery. They're okay. But they aren't all that and a bag of chips. You are probably all that, a bag of chips, and a diet coke so I'd much prefer to cuddle with you. I'll just use, abuse, and lay on them while I have to be here. So, adopt me, okay?!?! I am getting impatient.

Flubbs

I think I am growing up. I am going to be a big boy soon. My mom says she knows this because I have grown some flubbs. What is flubbs? You know, flubbly-jubbly? Lip smacking lips? Extra mouth flaps? I've been developing some nice flubbs. I use my flubbs to chew toys, stash extra food in there for later, and give some wet kisses. WET KISSES!

Photo Session

I woke up this morning and just felt handsome. Cuddly and handsome. The morning light was flattering, too, so my foster mom snapped some pictures.

Could you imagine waking up to something this handsome EVERY morning? You could, if you adopted me!