The Wonder Dog himself, Mr. Pickles. In Spanish, he’s Senor Escabeche. Mostly, he sleeps. On this particular day, the kids decided he needed a cape, to fully capture his magical powers. Once the novelty wore off? He slept….
So i’m playing around with embedding pictures and the like. Too tired to write anything short and clever, and not quite up for finishing up any of the morose and brooding nuggets that are in the works.
Here’s to big, slobbery, warm and toasty dogs. He pre-warms the bed for me at night, jumps down to let me get settled with the blankets, and jumps back up to make a happy ‘dog pile’ at the end of the day.
As my housemate, and fellow refugee from The Park, i couldn’t be happier to come home to him every night. Probably one of the healthiest relationships i’ve ever had!