Bad Dog

When your dog is this cute...

... you think, "if we leave the apartment he'll just lay down nicely and practice being cute." Then, you come home and find that the library book, that you just convinced the library to buy (since you couldn't afford a $75 book yourself), has been thoroughly chewed.

Then you go garage sale-ing until you find this:

And guess what? He likes it. He lays in the kennel all day, like a cutie pie. I wouldn't want to lay in a kennel, but, then again, I wouldn't rip up a library book.

Even though he hurt my book, I'm going to miss this pupster (and his owner). Back to Eugene, back to the grind, back to "grad school." I'm happy that it's fall though--have y'all seen my raincoat?