Adventures In Dog Watching

While my mother is out of town, I am the lucky one who gets to stay with Jake. I relish the days with the little fur ball since I rarely get one-on-one time with him since I moved out five years ago. He eagerly greets me when I come home, snuggles at night, and gives me the biggest guilt trip in the world when I have to leave him.

Behold, the many faces of my almost 10-year-old little baby.

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“Please get off the treadmill and give me a treat.”

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“First, you get me up early and then you leave?”

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*sigh*

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“Waffles! I love waffles!!!”

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Zzzzzzzz…

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“I’m too tired to fight off your camera.”

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“Is it time for another treat yet?”

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“I call this, the Puppy Flop.” (Notice, his bone isn’t far away.)

 

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But in the end, it’s just the story of a dog and his best friend.

And that’s all I could ask for.

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19 thoughts on “Adventures In Dog Watching

    • Jessica | Defining Wonderland says:

      You are so welcome, Renee! My mother has set up a camera for him so we can watch the cuteness all day long. Surprisingly, he’s a very boring little dog who spends his hours sleeping, but at least he looks good doing it. Happy week to you too! xoxo

  1. jansenschmidt says:

    How sweet. I totally love dogs. They are so fascinating and make the best faces.

    Have fun with Jake. And get off the treadmill and play with him for heaven’s sake.

    Patricia Rickrode
    w/a Jansen Schmidt

    • Jessica | Defining Wonderland says:

      I had a great time with Jake, Patricia. I’m sad to say that my mom is coming home today so tonight I’ll be sleeping alone in my own bed without my little cuddle puppy. I did get off the treadmill eventually, but he wasn’t as interested in playing as he was about his next treat. Silly little boy!

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