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Needs More Pepper

I purchased… some things.

Pink things.

In preparation for this:

Pepper has returned for Attempt #2.


She is pretty much stuck like glue to me so I couldn’t get far enough away to take many photos of her. I took a few that would have been great if they weren’t overexposed, because like a moron I started shooting based off my settings from a previous overcast day, so I lost about 15 photos before I realized I was off. And yeah, I realize even some of these are overexposed too.


My dog is incredibly undignified.


These were after I took some shots and told Pepper “You’re so pretty!” I guess he wanted to prove how un-pretty he is.
And seriously. Can you blame her for not wanting to play with this thing? I mean really.


Attempt at a pretty Auggie…


Auggie and I have decided we are going to basically carry on our lives as though she is no big deal, and she’s just going to have to deal with it. If she won’t play with him, too bad… we are going to play and she can just sit and watch!


BALL


Ball is smelly (and also it needs some more air put in it.)


Auggie is perhaps a little unimpressed with all this, but he’s being a good sport.
Kinda.


Awkward expressions brought to you by… Pepper!


Another attempt at pretty Auggie.


MOAR BALL


Pepper thought she MIGHT want to play… then changed her mind.


Auggie: YAAAAAAAAAAAAY
Pepper: God you are so weird.


This is just how it is, LOL.


I love that she has white whiskers.

If Auggie were a show dog…

and got his coat all floofy dried out, I guess it might look like this.

Except slightly less deranged looking. Well, maybe not.

Can you see this?? His hair is EVERYWHERE. He slobbered all over the place playing with his ball, then got out his giant sheep and started throwing it around, and his mane went *KER-POOF!* I had to take a picture but maybe you can’t see it very well in photos.
He looks like a moron.

Auggie + Kong = ANNOYING.

It’s not like I call him The Annoying Thing for no reason.

Every night this week Auggie has gone into his crate and lay down to lick and chew his Kong. He spends maybe an hour with it and then he falls asleep.
Now, this is nice. He gets out of my hair and leaves me alone.

What’s NOT nice is the slurping, the squeaking, the terribly disgusting, annoying sounds.
AUGH. SQUEAK-SLURP… slurp slurp slurp… SQUEAKEDY SQUEAKY… slosh slosh slurp slosh… SQUEAK… slurp slurp… SQUEAK-A SQUEAK-A SQUEAK SQUEAK… slurp squeak slurp squeak…

I even put a squeaky tennis ball into his crate hoping he’d start obsessively squeaking it instead, because that would at least be a positive change. NOPE. Still licking and slobbering all over the Kong.
I don’t want to take it away from him because this is the entire point of the Kong, he’s supposed to lick it and keep himself occupied… but UGH.
I’m pretty sure he knows it disgusts me and that’s why he’s doing it. “Don’t want to play with me? Okay. I’m going to go be noisy and gross! Enjoy!” Sometimes he follows me around making these nasty slopping and slurping noises just to annoy me, without even having eaten anything, so that’s why I’m pretty sure he is doing this on purpose too.

The other day I told him I’m going to get a terrorist puppy and make it bother him all day long and THEN he’ll be sorry.