While putting together a Christmas card for 2010 I came across this photo. It cracks me up. He's so intense and desperately wants some of my Cheerios. I almost felt sorry for him. *almost*
On a side note. He must've just gotten back from the groomers because he's still waering his little neckerchief dealie, which he normally rips off as soon as he's able. Also, note that his girlie 'do was totally my bad. Apparently I don't explain myself well to the groomers because this was the end product of my specification. Sorry, Roddey.