a few weeks ago (i think) becky and i were watching tv and we heard some commotion on the back porch. upon looking out the back window we saw a really old dog gnawing at an old pizza box in our recycling receptacles. we left him alone and figured he found his way home.

later deb came home from work and went out to the garage to say whats up to the kitties. when she came back in she looked startled. "hey, there's a dog in the garage!" the old guy had taken over the kennel in the garage that is there for the cats to sleep in. sadly i didnt get a picture.

so tonight when noel and i heard some commotion on the back porch i thought, cool i can catch some pictures of the dog. but instead i got these:





man. its face was so damn cute. its too bad i only have a piece of shit camera phone. the thing its trying to break into is puddle and weaselys food dish that rotates twice a day. puddle is fat so she needs regimented dining or else...





well or else.