Posts Tagged ‘weiner’

Several people have asked me if I was kidding and/or exaggerating about Bruiser and his froggie “problem.”

I could’ve retouched the first photo to get rid of the ‘possessed by demons’ look that’s so popular these days. I thought you should get the full-on, totally crazed brunt of the ugliness of addiction.

It’s tough being a weiner. Your hair is really short and you’re close to the cold, cold ground all the time, so I’ve had to become one of those ‘clothes for the dog’ types.

He looks really, really unhappy about this particular wardrobe choice.

Alison has a new dog. A teeny weenie dog of exactly the sort I said I’d never have. I’m only interested in big dogs, with big barks. I don’t have any sheep for them to herd to earn their keep, but at least they can pretend to be my security system, right?

What the hell’s a 3lb (literally) mini-weiner gonna do for me? Nada.

But…you know… he really is totally endearing. Ridiculous, too. He has no idea of his size- he takes 67lb Sammy on with no hesitation. We haven’t figured out if he’s brave or just stupid.

So…presenting… BRUISER! (Alison’s name choice)

A little side-by-side comparison: