*squish*
aren’t i cute?
the doctor put me on strict crate rest for six weeks. not fair!
sleepy high five?
sleeping sanford.
sleepy sanford.
ah, the life of a couch potato..
i keep telling mom i’m a sweet little angel who couldn’t possibly be the source of the smells that she claims are my farts.
this is my regal pose. i am thinking very regal thoughts.
do these make me look smart?