Wednesday, October 22, 2008

Relaxing... with an Uninvited Friend

Why is it that when we are winding down from a busy day of sunbathing, treat eating, and Nylabone chewing, we suddenly become props in a imaginary photo shoot? Observe...

Somehow our VIH thinks she is making a statement by cleverly placing a squeaker toy on us, but we think it's just sad. Very, very sad.