Tuesday, March 13, 2007

Portrait of a basset as a young man. March 2007.

I am now one year and one week old.

I am much wiser and more mature.

Some of it has to be due to my new relationship with Henrietta.

T.mom took my birthday pictures. You can see them here.

I still hate having my teeth brushed. When will the torture cease?

Later taters.

e.t.y.m

3 comments:

Mony said...

Is it just me, Earnest, but is there something just a little freaky about Henrietta?
Could she sit in the passenger seat and enable you to drive in the HOV lane?

nm said...

Only if you buy the big henrietta. I want Earl, the white trash rooster, by TH mom says he farts and its bad enough to have to hear henrietta's tortured cries as I bite down on her lush boobies.

Mony said...

;-) you ARE the Earnmeister