I was almost late for work on Wednesday because I was taking about a zillion version of this picture:
I couldn't help it. They looked so cute. They never moved once. Lazy, lazy dogs. Well, Mo was truly being lazy. Frankie actually had it all figured out that the longer he stayed still and let me take pictures, the longer I'd stay home, and thus the longer it would be before I put him in his room for a yet another day of No Fun.
Georgie took off as soon as I took one picture of her. The camera makes her nervous.