Hubbs woke up feeling pretty crummy again, so he's been in bed for for-ev-er.
I think I may gotten him to bend on the idea of a new dog by suggesting that we foster one from a local shelter. It takes out all of the cost to us, and we get all of the awesome benefits of having another dog around. I've sent applications around to a few different shelters in the area. Hopefully we get lucky.
Since I am feeling so lazy today, methinks the rest of today's post will be all about Gibbs, the adorable, scruffy little fuzzface.
This is what he likes to do after he gets a bath. Apparently it's a poodle thing.
|Here he is after rescuing his moon rover squeaky toy and unsure what to do with it next.|
|He really loves that thing. This is when he's king of the couch. He sits up there for hours with his toy treasures.|
|Sitting on top of my scooter wishing I'd take him on a ride.|
|Here he models some awesome doggles and he really kind of hates.|
|Here's when he looks all show poodle-y.|
|This is when we gave him an awesome mustache.|
|This was from our Christmas card 2 years ago just a few months after we got him.|