We've been garnering, over the past 6 weeks, snapshots of The Shrew in what should be his normal moments.
You know, when he's sleeping and can conform to normal moments of dog.
They really never happen.
This is my personal favorite below and I don't think it needs explaining.
He's in the car on my lap in this one below.
My second favorite.
That right paw you can see flung out? I call it his gay paw. He swats at things with it.
You can't see him, but he's in there.
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