
Some of you may be thinking, what is this thing, and why does it look so beatifically happy. But that's not the important question. The query that really matters is: Why don't I have one?
I am now looking at my exceptionally small pomeranian. I love her, but she just doesn't cut it in comparison to this doe-eyed capsule of joy. You better shape up and stop crapping on the rug, pomeranian. Or your days of being the cutest thing in this house are numbered.
October 2009
August 2009
