Friday, June 13, 2008

Why You Haz Evil Humors, Horrid Humans?

I love that my kids treat our ginormous, scary-looking dog like he's an obnoxious sibling. 
The big, strong guy who delivers our pizzas? He backs away from the door  at the sight and sound of Gizmo's frantic (but friendly) barks of greeting.  
The boys, on the other hand, are apt to react to his attention by shoving him out of their faces with a distracted "shoo, Gizzy!" without even looking up from their play.  

Case in point: Jack decided to mess with the dog just for giggles.  On this particular day that meant subjecting the dog to 15 minutes of "dress up" play, including this scene I caught on camera.  My best guess? Gizmo was playing the part of "Major League Baseball Player With Severe Hangover".  






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