oh, don't mind me, i'm just having A MONSTER CHEW

some options for next year's holiday card

here's for the secular friends:

and then this one for the christmas-freaks.

or maybe this one. i was going for an "oh santa, i'm so nervous you're not going to give me the bully stick i asked for!" look.

sleeping in my father's lap

i was feeling a little overwhelmed by all of the holiday festivities swirling around me, so i needed to find a safe space, one where nobody could get to me.

and then i refused to move for two hours. let's hope dad never learns that it's okay to move when i'm sleeping.

post-holiday time

here's me, after christmas dinner. i was very good. i didn't overeat (in fact, i refused to eat for two days straight) and i definitely didn't drink too much.

i wish i could say the same for my uncle obi.

we shouldn't judge him. that never-ending bowl of water plus secret under-the-table turkey from poppa really did him in.

this is my fiance, lucy

we're in love.

you know how i know we're in love?

because i piddled on her couch and she didn't even care. in fact, i think she kind of respected me for it.

do you like this rug?

me too. i like to sit on different shapes and see how it makes me feel.

bow chicka bow bow

oh, hey there baby. come on in. sit down. make yourself...cooohhhhmmmmfortable.

tha's right. now lay that fiiiiine body down. right there, like that. ohhh yeah, baby, this is gonna be so great.

alright now honey, that's right, now turn on over...that's right. BECAUSE I'M GOING TO TICKLE THE CRAP OUT OF YOUR TUMMY!!!