I was accused today by the aforementioned lovely donut-bearing coworker of having a sizeist (how the heck do you spell that?) attitude toward my canines, since I only mentioned having the little dogs in my lap in my post yesterday. This, my friends, is what the big black boys were doing while the little ones snuggled all snug with me. Yes, they are both sound asleep, except for the last picture where Migo's looking at me like, "Look, I'm awfully comfortable here. Except for that stupid flash that keeps going off!"
Look at the flapping lips!
I know, who would think they could sleep like that!