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@alfiescorner
Lurker dog is lurky.
Behold, Alfred Pennyworth in his rain coat.
Sometimes you need a friend for nap time.
Babushka Alfie disapproves of your life choices.
This is why he was wearing a shirt. My husband was using it to determine what size tuxedo shirt to buy him.
Working his mad scientist hairdo.
He has perfected the art of gazing off into the distance.
I came downstairs from my work room and Alfie has a shirt on. I don't know why my husband put him in one of my night shirts but there it is.
"Why you no take me on walk??"
He looks like I feel on Monday mornings.
Becoming one with the carpet. Literally. You should see how much dog hair is on the carpet despite all the vacuuming.
"Hey lady, got any lip balm or candy??"
Someone thinks the Halloween candy is for him. Someone is wrong.
The sunny spot on the carpet. What more could a ridiculously fuzzy dog ask for? Well, aside from my lip balm. And whatever I happen to be eating at the moment.
I just took out a lip balm and unscrewed it to put it on and Alfie ran up looking all excited and hopeful. No, dammit. The toddler/dog lip balm application was a one-time thing and I am not sharing my new lemon flavored balm with you, you mooching dog. Go away.
Bath day = sad Alfie.
Of course he’s sad, you decapitated him!
It’s just a flesh wound.
And I guess at least you didn’t turn him into a newt…
I did. He got better.