Nano was a shy soul when he first came home with us. He cowered when we came into rooms - even when Krissa would come into the room, and she's little. He would submissively urinate when we got close to him with the harness, he would jump when we trod on dry leaves, and even as he became accustomed to us, he was incredibly wary of other people.
We've been trying to capture him playing Tug o'War for a while, but he is truly our dog now, and knows Krissa's praise and squeals of delight are his reward for behaving around a camera. That was mostly because Krissa is the camera-wielding one, and my videoing skills usually cause vomiting faster than Cloverfield ever could. This morning we managed to catch him with his (now) trademarked growl:
Which resulted in this happy disembowelment:
I love having Nano. He's awesome.
Which resulted in this happy disembowelment:
I love having Nano. He's awesome.
It's comment, it's comment TIIIIME.
That may very well be the cutest thing* I've ever seen.
Well, this week anyway.
(*that wasn't George)
(Krissa was just testing something for me)
I thought it was traditional to start writing about one's pets when you start a new blog?