Notice the rear feet pointed towards the heavens.
Yeah they look cute, but they aren't. Notice the look of seriousness. They're plotting. They travel in a pair. It looks, sounds and smells like a frat party with all of the wrestling, shouting, drooling, knocking over of lamps.
View from Sheba's back. LOVE her.
HR taking a little rest in his stall before classes. Could he be any cuter?
Can I get an "Awwwwwwwww"?
No comment.
Behold, a lady.
You can't come in unless you know the password and have one of these supercool masks.
Please PLEASE don't let this be a sign of things to come.
Uh, Mom? Maybe instead of laughing at me and pulling out the camera you could help me out?
I came home one night and found this picture of my apartment online on a news website. The cloud is pointing at my bedroom window. I'm pretty sure if I would have been home and looked out and saw this, I would have moved out the next day. What's worse, is there is a red pickup truck parked IN MY SPOT UNDER THE CARPORT!
Ahh yes...I see a scholarship to Harvard in her future.
Taking home her new kitten. Yup, they were both cute once.
Best friends forever. Well, until the next time he bites her or steals a chicken nugget.
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