a little too lumpy for my preference

but moose must have thought it was comfy

this post's photos compliments of george! 

if you're in her way, 

there's a 10% chance she'll see you + stop in time

and a 90% chance you'll get hit (or at least bumped)

i realize tipper's life goal 

is to destuff + desqueaker every dog toy 

in the known universe

but i was just bragging to mom last night about how 

this one had put off a lifeless, rag-doll state for so long

now he has a limp face 

+ his squeaker is in quiet pieces in the trash

food is yummier if it's on the floor --

this is the second time this week 

he's cleaned up spilled food for me

 moose's official second title is assistant living-vacuum

who needs salt + seasonings 

when you've got dust + ground leaves + dirt from outside?

delish.

i was SO proud of her for staying in the box

and nevermind her expression. she was having fun.

ok. maybe now she was having fun.

somehow. . . we always end up here.

happy december + merry holidays! :)

four friends + i had a girls' weekend in asheville, nc

tipper got to tag along

lucky boy

 

digging into his wild-wolf roots

{well . . . wild-wolf-with-a-collar}

 

exploring the backyard

 

not your run-of-the-mill game of 

¡tug of war!

 

 

 that squirly squirrel's face says it all