Sunshiney lazy Sunday afternoons are the best for sleepy cat naps.  Puccini is no exception to this rule and yesterday I was able to snatch these pictures of the Puppy Prince.

It just feels soooooooo good!

Slightly annoyed that the sunshine has moved beyond the comfort of his crate. Straight Chillin'

I can't say that anything extrordinary has been going on here lately.  Puccini had his first taste of Guinnes last night, he likes. He has also sampled such specialties as bacon and steak fat.  He is definitely a fan of the people food.  The most adorable little whines come from his tiny black lips when Nicholas and I sit down to eat and the smell of delicious food hovers in the air.  I will say, however, that Puccini is very obedient about begging.  If I tell him to go sit in his crate while we eat dinner, he usually does, more or less; but he most certainly stops sitting adorably at my feet looking up at me with the roundest most hungriest and pleading eyes (which are insanely dificult to resist.)  Tonight is taco night, so I guess we'll see how the pupperoni likes the chili powder on his carnitas!