Sunday’s are usually my catch up on sleep day.  Surprisingly, yesterday, I really didn’t get much of a nap time.  Instead, Poppy and I went and saw Wanted at the movies (excellent flick by the way, with two plot twists that were unexpected) and then we went to the park.  We also happened to be with Squishy Dawg who comes from Squishable.com .  Now you may have seen photos of Squishy Octopie (who belongs to Poppy) and Squishy Duck (who is mine), but Squishy Dawg is OURS.

So here is Poppy at the park with Squishy Dawg.  Do you see that stain on her leg?  That is from the 55 gallon drum of butter that got poured over our medium popcorn.  It is not because Squishy Dawg peed on her… nor is it from any sort of movie theater shenanigans.  Of this, I assure you.

Here is Squishy Dawg having an iced coffee at E-Sparks Coffee.  He’s waiting patiently for Poppy who had to get her Iced Americano that takes a year and a day to make.  However, E-Sparks makes really good coffee… so it is totally worth the wait.

Here is Poppy with Squishy Dawg having coffee.  Just like us, Squishy Dawg is all about the good coffee, good hugs, and good times.  He is also all about nap time… because when you squish the Squishy Dawg… you immediately feel sleepy.  We are quite a bit alike.

Thus concludes my tale about Sunday on a Monday morning.

In related news… today marks the half-year mark of Poppy and Dawg togetherness.  It was a mere six months ago that I drove through the frozen tundra of France, climbed the tallest bridge, fought my way past Mr. Sandman, and made it in time to take Poppy to Denny‘s and to see Cloverfield.  Our first real date.  I’m such a romantic.  It’s been uphill ever since… and there does not appear to be a downside anytime soon. 

I Poppy.

You may now use your vomitorium due to my sickeningly sweetness.