Well, shit. I just googled DOG SKIN CANCER and now I’d like my memory erased.
Chuck very much approves of this new house, now please leave him to die.
I could do this for days and days and not once feel any sympathy.
If you’re missing a bear I know where it’s spending its nights.
Lucky for Chuck, there are boxes and boxes and even more boxes of hand-me-downs.
Coco thinks his tractor’s sexy. It really turns her on.
You’re looking at only a tiny portion of the stash my kids brought home from the Utah Pride Parade.
A new tradition that, according to this picture, is super thrilling for Chuck.
Even in his old age he’s still got it.
I’m sorry I just did that to you and now you’ll be humming it for the rest of the day.