Sunshine naps
Puccini crawled into one of Nicholas' shirt sleeves, got stuck and fell asleep!
Sleeping on puppy mountain.
His signature look. Look with his eyes, not with his face.
Squished in the blankie between Nicholas' knees
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Monday, February 7, 2011
Catchin' Up
So, sorry its been a while since I've updated you on the livings of Puccini. And boy are there some fun things, and pictures, to check out.
Let me start by saying that Puccini is generally an awesome puppy, obedience wise. So, lately, I've been leaving him out of his crate when I go to run errands and such. Usually I come home to find him either eagerly awaiting my return at the door or snoozing on the mound of covers on my bed. Today, however, after a 30 minute stint at the post office (to get my passport! finally!) I come home to find that Puccini and Ollie have wrecked havoc (or, had the most fun in the world) with an entire brand new roll of paper towels. I could hear Puccini's nails tittering to his crate as I turned the key in the lock. Someone knew he was in trouble. When I walked in, Ollie was cowering behind the heater, looking up at me with big apologetic eyes as if to be saying "sorry, but it was the dog!" It was hard to be angry. Puccini's obvious display of guilt was the most adorable thing ever. And afterall, its just an entire roll of shredded paper towels!
Also, I thought it might be fun to post a few pictures of Ollie as she is such an integral part of Puccini's play and fun.
Let me start by saying that Puccini is generally an awesome puppy, obedience wise. So, lately, I've been leaving him out of his crate when I go to run errands and such. Usually I come home to find him either eagerly awaiting my return at the door or snoozing on the mound of covers on my bed. Today, however, after a 30 minute stint at the post office (to get my passport! finally!) I come home to find that Puccini and Ollie have wrecked havoc (or, had the most fun in the world) with an entire brand new roll of paper towels. I could hear Puccini's nails tittering to his crate as I turned the key in the lock. Someone knew he was in trouble. When I walked in, Ollie was cowering behind the heater, looking up at me with big apologetic eyes as if to be saying "sorry, but it was the dog!" It was hard to be angry. Puccini's obvious display of guilt was the most adorable thing ever. And afterall, its just an entire roll of shredded paper towels!
Paper Towel Mayhem
Angle Two
General distaste face
Whiskers
Her favorite toy, a Saiga 20
Biscuits and Guns
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