followup

oleman is doing good since he found a way to avoid my father altogether. he doesn't sleep in the garage anymore. well, not much anyway. now he sleeps in the backyard under my window. and he seems to have adjusted well.

this is him being rudely woken by a nosy photographer. notice the blur that is his tail. how can you not love dogs? how is this possible?














and this is him coming over shy.














why write when you can click!