Separated at Whelp

Masked crawler

2009-01-29T21:42:00.000-08:00

Spins a web, any size. Spans the Web, and he sighs.

Kung Fu Puppy

2009-01-25T16:46:00.000-08:00

Snatch the snausage from my hand, Grasshopper.

Sauve and De-boner

2009-01-23T22:35:00.000-08:00

Vodka martini. Shaken, not stirred.

'roid rage

2009-01-19T18:13:00.000-08:00

Or most likely a yawn. Raging seems limited to squeaky toys and slippers.

Writer's Block

2009-01-17T08:24:00.000-08:00

Everyone wants to have written. Nobody wants to write.

Stare

2009-01-15T09:07:00.000-08:00

The eyes follow you wherever you go.

So does the rest of him.

Fear

2009-01-14T10:47:00.001-08:00

Fangs? Check.
Long nose? Check.
Scenery chewing? Oh, my, yes.

Count Duke-ula.

Legs

2009-01-13T08:31:00.001-08:00

All the way up to here, no pumps required.

How it started

2009-01-12T23:00:00.000-08:00

I was looking at the pictures of our whippet Duke that were still on my camera's memory card, and saw this shot:

My wife had been clowning around with a coat she had bought him when he was a wee lad. It is now little more than a neck warmer.

Looking at the picture, I realized I had seen that pose before, and I knew where:

To make it easier to see the similarity, I put the two together...

... and thought to myself, "Self, I think we have a Concept here."