Friday, January 2, 2009

His Indian Name is Bear Lip


Any guesses why? Zoom in on that bottom lip, people. Ridiculous.

We took Curt to a new park where no duck poop has ever existed to be gobbled up by a certain bear lipped dog. You think he had never been outside before.

He ran us ragged and promptly passed out in the back of the car on the ride home.

I'll think we'll keep him.

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