Thursday, October 25, 2007

Love of my life




OK, potential suitors, here's your only real competition. Unless your feet ALSO smell like delicious corn chips and you can look at me as though my very existence fills you with an utterly ecstatic variety of joy, you'll pretty much lose out to this guy every time.

Oh, how I've missed you, Noah, my love!

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

He is so incredibly cute. kiss, kiss, smack, smack. don't forget to give him a big ol' scratch behind the ear from me... cr in dc

brownrabbit said...

Is this picture not the most hysterical thing ever? It cracks me up every time I look at it. Total lack of self-consciousness, even when they look their most stupid-- that's the great thing about dogs. Well, that's not the only great thing. There's also the corn chip feet.

Anonymous said...

If I didn't know from my own personal experience the reality of the phenomenon known as Corn Chip Paw,I'd have said that your Southern Foodways Alliance weekend had finally sent you over the edge. E and I missed you at our pah-tay, but it sounds as if yore havin' a blast. --cr

brownrabbit said...

I missed me at your party, too! I hope it was sofa-licious!

you don't know me said...

and you can look at me as though my very existence fills you with an utterly ecstatic variety of joy
Uhhh, I can do that . . . can't every guy?