Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Poor Wendell

Poor Wendell.  Riley loves him soooo much.  While this should make for a 'lucky Wendell', I say poor instead because he gets his tail, ears, and mustache pulled several times a day, as well as his eyeballs poked at.  He handles it all very well and has never once done more than yelp a plea for my help.  I captured a few pictures of their interaction the other day.

Sharing a piece of rawhide

"Tickie tickie tickie"

"I get you, Wendell!"


Mommy:  "You two ... settle down!"

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