I managed to catch Oscar napping this afternoon in his favorite spot: my side of the bed. I would have caught him in a very cute sleeping croissant pose, but Udo came in with me and woke him up. Rude dog is rude. The resulting picture is still cute, but he looks like I feel tonight. High-volume lifting weeks are brutal.
Of course I tried to get more shots, which resulted in nothing but outtakes, but I have to share these because they’re hilarious.
He looks like he’s summoning hell ghosts to eat my face, but he’s really just yawning, I promise.
I think.