Toasty

The dogs wrestle around a lot (basically, anytime they are awake but not eating or pooping, they are screwing around), and Monk's fur is short and thin. His chest/belly have been rubbed bald from the carpet. Feeling bad about his baldness and the weirdness of his chest stubble (also, if you pat his belly it makes the same sound as PATTING A HUMAN BELLY BECAUSE OF THE SKIN), and also feeling bad that he is always cold, I stopped by the thrift store.

Boys x-large hoodie + dog = true love forever.
















Blissful! And sleepy. Sleepy and warm.

















So sleepy he can't believe his eyes are even open:

















Meanwhile, Cab has been busy eating the tags off of every blanket/pillow he can reach.

Love,
black sheeped


Edit: I had to add this one, because, look! Look at that paw!