Jun 22, 2009

A love story.

When Michael first met Brady, I believe he said something to the effect of, "I can't stand it when people spoil their dogs. I don't feed them scraps and I won't put up with any crap." Guess who now pours chicken broth over her dry kibble, feeds her leftovers, lets her outside twenty times a day and buys fancy dog biscuits? She L-O-V-E-S him (duh), but she also obeys his every command — in German.


When Michael sits, so does Brady. On him.


She's a shameless tart.


They just want to be alone.


It's just embarrassing, isn't it?

2 comments:

Hot Toddy said...

I love it!

Pirate Alice said...

Brady looks SO HAPPY! It's wonderful to see a dog with a smile on her face. If only my cat could smile that way I'd believe she actually cares about me.