Recognize the dog? That’s Linus, star of Just Married, Second Hand Lions, Bringing Down the House and the Shaggy Dog. OK, maybe he wasn’t technically the star, but he was pretty much the only reason most of us bothered to watch those movies.
How about it — do you know of any movies with French Bulldogs in it that are missing from my list? How about books? Cartoons? Anything?
Awww, Heart has made another new friend. OK, this one is a stuffed animal, but still — it’s nice to see her playing with someone other than her mommy, who spends most of her time trying to avoid letting her nurse.
All the photos are on Flickr, or view them below. By the way, Penelope’s two until-now nameless girls have been named — Tiny is now Pixie, and the larger girl is now Calliope.
Three quarters done — I just have to edit and upload Heart’s photos, and my Sisyphean tasks for this week are done. OK, maybe it’s not quite that onerous…
In the meantime, here are my two favorites from the Nell photos –
Butters — which is, or rather was, short for Butterscotch, but is now officially the poor little thing’s call name.
The still nameless cream boy, waiting patiently for Bryan and Allison to tell us what we should refer to him as… I’m just going to call him ‘Stache’ for now, in honor of his funky half mustache marking.
Here’s the rest, or see them full sized on Flickr.
.. and here’s Heart
Yeah, yeah — I know I’m a slacker. In my defense, my home ‘net was down for a day and change (damn you, satellite internet!), and my camera battery bit the dust. My main excuse is simple – I’m suffering from “SQUEE!”.
“Squee” is the syndrome in which one becomes hypnotized by the sheer and utter cuteness of puppies. It’s like getting hooked on video games, or soap operas. You sit down to pet their little noses, and next thing you know, BAM! Two hours have gone by, and you’re cross eyed from staring at that little face as it sleeps on your chest. Oh, and all your shirts have puppy pee on them, so you smell faintly like that homeless dude who hangs in front of Starbucks.
Right, enough excuses. Here’s a video of Penelope’s puppies, with a (rather loud) soundtrack of snuffling, snorting and squeaking. I was on the phone with a design client while sitting next to the pups, and he asked me “Do you have a bunch of Gerbils or something?”.
I’ve also shot a video of Heart, and taken a bucket load of photos, and I’ll edit and upload them all tomorrow. For now, I have to get back to sniffing some puppy breath. It’s worse than crack, I swear to God.