i don't even officially OWN this animal yet - hell i don't even have a name for him (moth? grendal? shambles? smaug?) and somehow, someway he has developed a pooch-y tummy that makes him look like one of the who's down in whoville.
clearly, if i had children my children would be wall-e children and feast on marshmallow fluff, potato skins and vanilla frosties with chocolate sprinkles.
with that plethora of mixed literary references pooch-y boy and i leave you all.
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