Well of course I was going to post some of the torture our poor fur baby went through last weekend after our pumpkin carving! Suffice it to say, we had two pumpkins and the little one didn't turn out so well.
We needed to find a replacement, and guess who fit the bill?
We needed to find a replacement, and guess who fit the bill?
You can see the stages of emotion he goes through so clearly in his facial expressions...
We call this one the "disgusted teenager":
This is the "you will be sorry for doing this to me" glare:
Finally, the "you owe me big time--you have five seconds and I am gone" look:
But, don't feel too awful for him. We rewarded him for his cooperation with a little tennis ball action:).
Happy Haloween from us to you!




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