Snuffleupagus?

Snuffleupagus?
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Humans are insane. Why do they do stuff like this?

On a related note, doesn't this look like Snuffleupagus the morning after a sweet night out on the Jersey Shore?

The Tosca Update, part 1!

Oh, hello.
Originally uploaded by rachelprofiling

Oh my goodness, what a month! I have finished my teaching assistant duties (licking the homie's feet while she grades; making her take me on walks instead of grading; etc.) for the semester, and I've spent the last week hanging out with my cousin the homie-pup.

Another fun thing that happened is that the homes' family had a coming-home party for her brother (he just got out of active duty for the army)/first birthday party for the homie-pup. Even with 40-50 new people to meet, I pretty much slept a good bit of the time. Do you know why? Hmm?

BECAUSE MY SICK SADISTIC OWNER WALKED/JOGGED ME FOR 4 MILES THE MORNING OF THE PARTY. I'm surprised I didn't just spontaneously combust, but at least I got extra praise and some treatage (roast pig and rice!) by the homie for just calmly lying down and watching the party.

So it's official: the homie and I are moving at the end of the month! I hope this whole moving thing doesn't interrupt my beauty sleep too much, and naturally I won't be doing any heavy lifting. Even though I'll be sad to leave my friends and fans here in Indiana, I'm excited since we'll be moving in with the grandhomies for a bit, which means that I'll have a new fan club AND we'll be 2 minutes from a dogpark! (Though I think my homie is more excited by the fact that we're 2 minutes from the free double-lined mutt mitts at the dogpark...)

We might end up in the big city or stay in the suburbs—but between you and me, I think I'm more of a suburban or country dog.

I smell change in the air! Or is it chicken wings? Either way, it's buttery.