Holy dog breath. IT’S ALIVE! I thought he was a new squeaky toy. Right size. Right shape. I was about to pick him up and start tossing him around and HE MOVED!
I’m always up for playing . . . but I have to do a downward dog to even look him in the eyes.
I feel like an appetizer. I hope he doesn’t bite my lip too hard.
But seriously. We had some dachshunds over to the house this weekend. Check out how adorable they are!