I Know What You're Thinking...

And the answer is, yes, I do always look like this.

Laurel Canyon Dog Park: Get Me OUTTA HERE!

Out, Mommy. OUT! Let's go. Too many dogs here, too many dogs. Uncouth, unkempt, ridiculous looking dogs.

Can't Anyone Do Their Job Right These Days?!

Watch it! This ain't the Indy 300!! (Niko keeps a stern eye on the valet driver parking his new ride).

It's Hot, So I Chill

Ahhhhh, trees...leaves...mailbox...bird...silver car...lady walking pug...blades of grass...street...asphalt...branches...

Is that plastic rustling? Daydreaming's over. Someone's got food!

Oh, it's just Sophie, chewing on mommy's hair clip. I mean, why? Dogs are so weird.

Quiet...Stay Real Still...

Shhhh...I'm hiding. From the sun. Don't tell him I'm here.

Assistant Editor? Why ME?

She's making me her Assistant Editor tonight. Fine. Just as long as tomorrow, I get to be Director of Crafts Services.

Trick, then Treat!

All right. I just sit here. I just sit here and show Mommy I know not to eat my treat until she says, "okay." No big deal. We've done this a thousand times before...

Wait...what?? Was that an "okay?" Why can't you speak clearly. We're signing you up for a speech class after we finish up this trick here.