So I think I have graduated from the stage of taking pictures of myself from arm length with my cell phone. Instead, as I was going through my cell phone pics, I notice that all I take pictures of is Barney. (I think we need to start having kids.)
So, here it goes. The collage of cell phone pics of the life of Barney.
Pure humiliation.
Grandma gave him this food and water bowl. He loves it.
He is such a good frisbee catcher.
At Caliche’s. To get a poochie cone. (Where he spontaneously combusted and lost his license and rabies tags.)
The old lab face. Pondering life.
Yes. I know. I need a life.
bikingcouple.com 