Sunday, June 21, 2009

The Perils of Petsitting

Miles went wine tasting with his new lady friend this weekend in the Santa Ynez Valley so I graciously agreed to petsit Chicken. (It should be noted that Miles and his Lady Friend met last Tuesday, but I don't want to pass judgment).

The weather has been gorgeous today, so I let Chicken play outside. Chicken apparently interprets "play outside" as a license to romp around in the dirt and get filthy. (Chicken is a bastard).

I gave him a bath and I'm just going to let the photo speak for itself. Yeah.

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