I'm feeling all "good boy", and when I have that special feeling I just wanna help mama do whatever she is doing...
It looks like they're getting ready to go out somewhere - they have coats on (and not the nice fuzzy kind that I have)... and I have not gotten the magic signal that I will be coming with them. That signal is usually the word "walkie" or the appearance of my flexi-leash. Mama tries to distract me with my favorite tenny but that will not be nearly enough...
How dare you consider going out without me mama... I am insulted!
Hey wait, exactly what is that on your head?
Faux fur - but it still smells good.
What? You want a good-bye kiss? Let's do it in slo-mo, shall we?
Going in for the big kissaroo...
Ha! You have to kiss my head!!!
Aw shucks, I love ya mama...
But wait... what is this? Another fun piece of that funny hat I suppose...
Oh wait, this is f-u-n...
Ok mama, I'll let you go out without me tonight. Mama and dad are going to the local Brew Crew Holiday Party - so if it will further the mission of my Black and Tan Brewery, I suppose it is a good thing.
Love,
Bogart
