Sunday, January 31, 2010

Good Morning, Opie

Opie's life around here is tough.

[Yawn] Wake up from a snoozer. [Yawn]

[Yawn] Stretch. [Yawn]

Run a few laps around the living room.

Gnaw on a bone.

Do something naughty.

Hey. Don't eat Mom's popcicle. She needs that. And those Oreos over there. And probably that cup of yogurt too. Come to think of it, get Mom a bowl of Lucky Charms, would ya?

Hurry and hide before Dad can find you.

Hold position...

Steady...

And when the coast is clear...

Repeat.

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