I heart grass...

I came home from work today and the dog walker's note said that Parker was "dognapped" for the afternoon. Apparently he went on three walks, and two doggy playgroups. Needless to say, by the time I got here, he was pooped. It's really quite glorious to return from work and know that your dog had a fun filled day.

So we didn't hit the park this evening, because he didn't need the exercise. Instead, we went on a walk around the neighborhood and ended up in our backyard. At this time, someone decided it was time for a snack:

Really? Seriously? Does that taste good?

Sunday morning

Just another Sunday morning photo shoot here at home...

Pawty

I have been a no good very bad blogger. I am making a commitment to be better! And now I have quite a few witnesses so I have to stick to it.

Parker had quite an exciting month of August (lets have a moment of silence for the end of summer......). Our neighbor Erin threw him a pawty complete with streamers, blowers and doggie ice cream! To say that the little man was in heaven would be a vast understatement. If he could have fit his entire head in that ice cream cup, he would have. He certainly tried.

Though we attempted to clean his face of the dried ice cream, he ended up making the trip back to Boston with that crap caked all over.

Now that he is 1 yr old he:

-Is finally sleeping until 7 am...

-Is still eating the toilet paper whenever he can get his dirty little paws on it...

-Is still passing out on the couch every night at 8 pm. If there's a lap available, he's on it...

-Is still just as crazy as ever and hasn't figured out how to entertain himself unless it involves jumping on a bed, sticking his face into a pile of laundry, tugging a pillow off of the couch, etc.

-Is still so damn cute...