Tuesdays With Tag - He Cracks Me Up...

Tag is six and a half months old already! He cracks me up on almost an hourly basis. No. Not because he's on my work table (I put him up there).  It's because he's really good at physical comedy.

Let's start with those ears! I keep thinking he's going to grow into them, but the older he gets the more I think that they're just going to continue to grow right along with him.

Then, check out the slab of "boiled ham" hanging out of his mouth! It doesn't even have to be hot weather! (Remember, when he's "thinking" he even leaves just a little bit hanging out of his mouth.)

He has such a playful, clownish countenance. He likes to roll around on the floor with his toys and he really knows how to "make them pay". He growls and barks at them. He stalks them and grabs them when he thinks they're not watching. He treats them like living beings, rather than the crusty, inanimate objects they are. Hilarious!

Wait? Did he hear something outside? Oh, well. He's just a puppy. Short attention spans, you know. Guess we'll go for this week. So, 'til next week...

"More wagging and less barking!"