One very nervous, very up-tight dog.

In his preferred habitat, on the cowshe.
Snuggled up to Dad.

It is a hard job, but someone must do it.

Exhausted.

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6 comments:
Oh, the poor baby. Your pictures make me want to hug him and kiss him. Goodness gracious, I'm in love. :)
Doesn't he have a sad life? :-)
He isn't fond of hugs, but he tolerates them. :-)
If your heart is full of pity, here is the post that shows the extent of the abuse he suffers: Wilbur's Very Sad Life
Poor thing! He needs a new home.
I'll take him!!!!!
Okay, that's it. I am officially in LOVE with Wilbur now. That post from last year (Wilbur's Very Sad Life) is a-dor-a-ble through and through. Loved it!!!!!!!!! :) I'm smiling... you made my day.
Glad you enjoyed it.
:-)
He is a character............
:-)
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