Dear friends and loyal readers, yours truly, Dexter the labradude here broadcasting from MY official blog (at least for the duration of Mango Minster 2012).
That's right, no more photos of Mr. Droopy Face trying to look like he's having an actual thought, no more maligning the proud breed that is labrador, and, above all, no more bad grammar or misspelling. Well, perhaps some grammatical liberties for dramatic effect, but that's as far as I will go.
Sadly, it is beyond my control as to whether or not my momma will take full advantage of this break from the Relentlessly Torpid to take ample photos of me for new postings.
I decided to do a preemptive strike by recycling some old pictures. Sure, you have seen these before, but one must make one's mark so to speak.
So, for your viewing pleasure, here is a compilation of stunning photos of the one and only DEXTER!
I start with my baby pictures. Always a crowd pleaser, right?
Note that while momma is busy compiling more and more movies of the Relentlessly Dour actually moving (wow), she can often not even be bothered to adjust the colors on my photos. Subsequently, I appear as a faceless black blob.
However, I must say that even in substandard lighting I still look quite adorable.
Now, I will share with you that sometimes the stingy witch forgets herself and proclaims me to be "the cutest lab ever." Absolutely, 100 percent correct.
Make no mistake. I have completely mastered the labralook of sorrow. Designed to melt any human heart (even that of a cold, mastiff obsessed Elmer Fudd hat wearing doofus).
You see this face? When I point it at momma she is HELPLESS! I often get noms just for looking cute. Seriously. In fact, I am certain that some of your humans are even now putting YOUR noms into shipping cartons headed to my estate. That's how powerful my look of over the top cuteness is. Coming at you right through the Internet! PA-ZAM!