It's the end of a 5-day week, a tornado touched down on base last night so we had the pleasure of packing up the important papers and hiding out in the basement for awhile, and this post with pictures of my dog is all I've got in me at 6:12am. It happens.
I spent most of last summer blowing up my SD card with pictures of Scout.
I was looking through my iPhotos for inspiration for this post and Scott and I started looking at all the old pictures from July. I took hundreds of pictures of this dog in the first few weeks we had him. I realized, while Scott was looking at them, that I was the only person who'd ever seen them! I'd sort through, pick out my favorites to share (lest I look crazy by postingallthepictures) and forget about the rest.
For your viewing pleasure…
The day we picked him up:
He had a thing for these blue flip-flops.
"What do you mean you 'found it in my crate'?"
"Really. Never seen it before."
"Oh."
"Now I remember."
…and you wonder why we're getting another one.