Rescued from the hellfires of Missouri (sorry, Gwen!) and shuttled into my Minnesota arms, only to be forever tormented by both his past as well as his disturbingly "enthusiastic" adoptive mother. I mean, it's bad enough that I make the poor boy wear t-shirts and sweaters and force him to make out with me on occasion (no tongue!):
He asked me to post the offending pics, in an effort to diminish their power. He's already lost a plum supporting role on the upcoming "Law and Order: Doggy Deputies" franchise due to this scandal, and he just wants to put the matter to rest and move on.
So here you are (hopefully Blogger won't take offense to the offensive nature of the photos):
But seriously- if Bubs ain't the sexiest canine in a shiny thong, who is? I for one don't think he has a thing to be embarrassed about, but you know how those uptight Hollywood bitches be, yo.
You need to get back to work so you can stop torturing that dog. ;o)
Holy crap! Where the hell do people (ie you) even find those things?! haha.
Ah Bubs...I thought you moved on from all that shizz, yo.
OMG you just made me laugh so hard! I have a small dog (a weenie!) too and they are so fun to dress up. Today we put her in a fluffy coat and she could barely walk. We were cracking up because she could barely lay down because her arms couldn't bend. Thanks for the laughs.
She's wearing a coat because we live in the southern hemisphere and it's the end of winter here. You can check out my blog at http://withoutcomplexities.blogspot.com
PS- I'm a new follower.
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