Here he is, Mr. Cole, on his first night with us. He was awfully tired. Look at those puppy dog eyes. He still uses those on me all the time.
No, you're not on acid. That's snow making the picture all weird.
He just loves the snow.
He's relentless about his walks. You'd think he was some sort of exercise nut.
(and, just so you know, we don't have that ugly carpet in our living room anymore!)
Message
from Cole:
"Who
me? Not me. Look at these eyes. I'm innocent, I tell ya'."
Ok. So, I thought I had color film in the camera, which would have made for a much better photo. You see over there in the bottom left corner - yeah, that's ink all over the wool rug. And, that thing inbetween his paws, that is what was left of our safety glasses.
Message
from Cole:
"I...
um... well, it wasn't my fault. Honest. The cats... they, um... they
dared me to do it. Actually, no, they double-dog-dared me to do it.
And, you see, I have a reputation to uphold."
Here he is getting ready for all the little kiddies.
Halloween, 2000
(before you say it, I know, I'm no Wegman - but the neighborhood kids enjoyed it!)
He's such a comedian. Here he's showing us his... assets.
(p.s. notice his little tail-hole - fashion designers think of everything)
This is Cole on his 2nd birthday (15-Aug-01) enjoying one of his presents.
He's adorable, I know.