Tuesday, November 25, 2008


Arthur turned eight seven this year, and I think he finally looks like a grown-up dog. Or at least, he looks like a grown-up dog when he's not panting like a crazy person or running around the house with a shit-eating grin on his face. In his more pensive moments, you can almost imagine him thinking about politics or the state of the environment.

Or maybe not.

Maybe he's still just wondering how long he has to wait until dinner time.


brother-in-law said...

actually, he was born (more or less) around April 2001, so he's not quiiiiite eight yet... I won't tell him you said he looked older.

he has gotten a little grey around the eyes, though.

dogsitter said...

Oh man, he's going to be so pissed at me.