No Bad Dogs

During the evening walkie, we walked past the spot where the old Philly AIDS Thrift store was... it's just moved around the block, but they still have a box of books out front for the taking.

Guess which one I spotted?

 

And just in case you think that I'm going all soft and becoming a completely "good" dog...

I hid behind the book...

I moved just to the side so that the entire book wasn't in the photo (trying to prove my bad-ass-ness)...

I looked pensively off to the side rather than right at the camera...

And then finally... the money shot.  There truly are no bad dogs - just occasionally badass dogs!

Love,

Bogart