Where’d he go? Where’d he go?

Ozzie.

 Ozzie Boy…Where are you?

OZZie?  Are YOU supposed to be on Mama’s couch?


What? Me? On the couch…I’m not on the couch am I? 
How’d that happen? 

Oh brother. Some battles I’ve just chosen to lose. The couch is one of them. 

This month we celebrate 5 years that we Adopted Ozzie from a boxer rescue group. 
Time flies when you are loved by a sweet boxer boy.

His hobbies include:
smelling Cocoa’s butt,
peeing on every inch of our property,
running away from dog toys,
 following my every move OR standing in front of me,
barking at TV doorbells,
and of course sleeping on our leather sectional. 
So yeah, he is pretty much perfect.
XOXO

19 thoughts on “Where’d he go? Where’d he go?

  1. Anonymous

    Wow, five years…that's about the time I met you. I love the look of \”uh oh\” on his face in the sofa photo.I would say he has trained you well in only 5 years!!! He is adorable.

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  2. Love how he's looking away from you in that one picture: If I can't see her, she can't see me! I gave up on my dogs not laying on the couch. I tried when we moved here and got new couches, but as soon as we left the house they were on the couch!Ozzie is just beautiful!

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