A casualty of winter: Carpet was partially cemented to the ground by ice, and got torn in two when Charlie yanked a free edge. He ran around with the singular scrap until the rest thawed; now, he gathers up the two pieces of Carpet and manages to cram them both in his mouth at once.
one year ago:
So Much Longing
two years ago:
Mudbelly
three years ago:
Scaling Snowdrifts
four years ago:
Snow Smooch
five years ago:
Pointy Toy, Pointy Boy
six years ago:
Frosty Morning
April 1st, 2014 at 10:05 am
Get your sewing machine out girl and make our boy happy again !
April 1st, 2014 at 10:20 am
HA! Makes him look like he has a giant mustache and goatee. lol
April 1st, 2014 at 1:45 pm
Let’s hope his OCD isn’t so severe he has to gather every last scrap as it continues to disintegrate. But he doesn’t seem like the type. Bonus: snout wrinkles!
April 1st, 2014 at 2:20 pm
Haha, he cracks me up and kills me with cuteness!
April 1st, 2014 at 10:53 pm
what the….
April 1st, 2014 at 11:29 pm
LOL. They are so funny in their little idiosyncrasies and quirks.
April 4th, 2014 at 12:26 am
Great story – thx for sharing!
Oh Charlie – you’ve left your mark on – of all things – a scrap of orange carpet, and we drool in delight over it. *Sigh*
April 4th, 2014 at 8:49 pm
Ohhh….I needed this smidgen of a smirk tonite…. :)