Remember these sugar lumps of fur? The ones who terrorized my toes and various other body parts. The ones with the little razors hiding in their mouths that latch and lock on to whatever they can. The ones that are so stinking cute that you can't resist letting them walk, run, bite and poop all over you. Actually I draw the line at poop but they never respect my bounderies.
So the little rug rats have grown up a bit and are now out of their foster home and currently ready to find their new permanent homes. They've been spayed/neutered, micro-chipped, de-wormed, and given their first round of puppy shots. They have also had their first photo-shoot and I will say they were very impressive for being so young and new to the 'way (model slang for runway). I might have made that up.
Left to right: Napa, Ninja, Nakita and Napoleon
Is that just the closest thing to rediculously cute? Those eyes...man, it's hard to function properly with that many pairs looking at you. This is the view from my desk everyday and I love every minute of it. Except when they poop...and then dance in it. But I'm used to poop, my horse produces material as big as each one of these puppies about seven times a day. I think I blog entirely too much about poop. Moving on...
Momma-dog, Nola, looks alot better. She recieved her Oprah make-over just like I promised her. I absolutely LOVE this dog. She's my homegirl. Such a sweet, affectionate and happy girl as well as a wonderful mother. Like I've said before, mothers like her could be the key to world peace.
I told her that she looked like a hot mamma and that I would look into some spanx for the unfortunate way that babies made her undercarriage look.
Thank you Portia Shao of Positive Vista Photography for taking these amazing photos and for selflessly volunteering your precious time while I squeek toys in your ears and spill dog biscuits in your hair.