Being an astute, 'on-the-ball' kind of person, I am fully aware that I have just posted a picture of the back of my dog's head. Rest assured, dear reader, that I did this with full knowledge and forethought. It is unfortunate but true that for the past two months, being left with just one puppy, and a very friendly puppy at that, the only photos I have been able to take of said puppy look exactly like the shot above.
The back of his head.
Because anytime the puppy turns his head just the slightest and catches a glimpse of me out of the corner of his eye, he comes barreling toward me, full tilt, with his big floppy tongue aiming straight for my expen$ive len$.
Ergo, I have thousands of blurry, smudgy photos of my puppy's fat red tongue.
But today, I finally got smart.
I threw him a stick.
"Look, ma, a stick!"
"Say, this stick tastes pretty good!
I think I'll stop and have a little chew..."
"Wowzah! Great stick! This is the best stick ever!"
Success!
It is clear that I finally proved that I am smarter than my dog.
And so, ladies and gentlemen, I present to you, a portrait of Tex...
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