The Great Pup-kin

dog-714861_960_720Daniel heard the front door open and hurried to get Rusty into position. The little fluffy ball of a Pomerania wiggled its hind legs as he struggled to squeeze them into the tiny hole he’d cut out in the top of a pumpkin. “You gotta work with me here, Rusty. Daddy’s home.” After a little huffing and puffing, Daniel managed to get Rusty’s torso stuffed inside. “Okay, now look cute.” Continue reading