|I am such an Oliver.|
When he recovered and we started showing him to possible adopters, my heart started to flinch a little. The thought of having FIVE dogs was pretty ridiculous. But the thought of someone else having this little kid was too much to bear. Where would he end up? Would they love him as much as I do? Would they take care of him and make sure he never suffered again?
|Pardon me bum, miss.|
|You're getting sleepy - and falling hopelessly in love with me...|
|You cannot possibly resist me.|
But look at his little feet. They're perfect. And he has a HUGE personality. And that crazy tail. Probably tied off or caught in a door or something awful.
Oh well, what's five dogs? A house full of love (and dog hair), that's what it is!
|Was that a mani-pedi or a pedi-pedi?|
|It's my floppy ears, isn't it?|
|Or is it my gentlemanly pose?|
|However you look at it, I'm irresistible!|