PS I will have some more cheerful posts. I promise my life isn't all doom and gloom and sadness.
He barely had any teeth left but he loved that toy
Apparently I wasn't feeding him fast enough
I would leave the window open so he could sit on the couch and stare out it.
Sleeping was also a major pastime.
He could also get sassy and would howl at me.
Who does't love a dog in a hat?
I had just bought him a 4" memory foam mattress with a gel cooling core, and he would sleep on the grocery bags...
Best road trip partner ever (even if he was banished to the backseat)
Sleeping on me=best thing ever (after food)
Not so chunky monkey at the end
He loved to sleep on my shoes
I would come home and find him on the coffee table...