Tag: Frances

We hate nail trims, oh yes, we do. Hate them with the heat of a thousand suns. Peanut butter makes them tolerable, though.

Yes, dogs have them, too.

It is allegedly both Pit Bull Awareness Week and National Dog Day. No matter how you slice it, today requires treats for Franny and photos of the treating ceremony. Because obvs.

“Just gimme the ice cream, lady!”

She is not the Princess of Patience, this one.

Made some more art. Not even a little bit ashamed.

I can’t stop laughing at Franny’s stuck ear. It’s absolutely ridiculous.

So much withering scorn! I’ll call this the Sister Dominica look. I have no idea what I did, but I promise I will never do it again.

This is what I came home
to this evening. She was totally unrepentant, too.