Bachelor weekend

I'm leaving town for a conference through Monday, so the blog is in Shawn's hands. I will be counting on him just as much as all of you to keep Chloe's blog updated. His track record for updating his own blog isn't so hot, which makes me nervous.

Assuming the position

Can I go outside, pleeeeease?

Overbite from the side

A Close Call

Dad came home from Target with a new pet bed for me yesterday. (Yes, he picked the tackiest one they had, didn't he?) But it was a blast! He set it in my exercise pen and not three minutes later, I had rendered the decorative fraying that was clearly not reinforced into long threads. I couldn't understand why Mom was freaking out and crying about me swallowing it. Dad couldn't either; he's definitely not as safety-conscious as Mom. She explained to us that thousands of pets die every year from swallowing thread; it cuts through intestines. I was just having fun, and it unraveled so easily! Look at the pictures Mom took:

The girls

Upgrade from the Elizabethan collar

Did they have to shave this much?

Check out my new haircut!

Recuperating nicely