Thor's Day #3 - Pleased to Meet you...

Yes, you may throw flowers...

All style and fashion aside, I've matured enough to accept who I am and what I am....and I'm damn proud of it - ears and all!!

So, do you know now what breed of canine I am? I know before I looked a bit like a Pug, but it should be clear now that is just not the case. Leave your best guess below in the comments if you like. There is no prize for being right - other than the fact that you'll know you're almost as smart as me! :) :) :)

Does this make my butt look big?

 It started getting cooler here this week so my Caretakers, Love and Food, decided that with my diminutive (yet powerful) size, I might need some insulative support this winter.

Get this damn thing off me!

Most of the time, I'm all good with that, but it does tend to put a cramp on my acrobatic abilities.

Once again, the term "Smelling like a Dog" came up and my Caretakers swept into immediate action. I tried to reason, tried to object, tried to bit and scratch, but to no avail. Wait until they here from my attorney...
I have been able to keep them from taking unflattering photos or videos...so far.
BTW: If they are so turned off by "Dog Smell", why didn't they buy a lizard? I mean, really....

Food finally figured out how to get the video option on his phone to work. While its not the best representation of my extensive abilities, it will do for now. Hope you appreciate my beautiful athletic form.