pretty little wieners

Shout out to Alexa for the inspiration for the title of this post. Brought to you via Bowden's disgusting red rocket and gchats about her mom's awesome little wiener - yep that doesn't sound wrong AT ALL.

And it's fitting because today my house (ok, parent's house) has gone to the dogs. 

I present to you - the Lindsey/Hebert/Torian family zoo.

Weighing in at five pounds, I present to you the wiener man himself, Mr. Bowden.

Mr. Bowden playing with Huck - Bowden may act all big and touch but homeboy is straight up TERRIFIED of Huck. Wouldn't you be scared of someone 20 times your size? I think yes. 

Then there's Skeeter. Girlfriend is absolutely positively terrified of any other dog. Baby girl doesn't have any hair (was like that when they rescued her) so when dogs paw at her, she does NOT like it one bit. 

You leave me alone Mr. Huck! You too, Mr. Bowden! Let this princess be!

I planned on joining in on the letters to my single self link up, but let's be honest, I can't get anything done in this zoo. Or with Mr. Bowden humping me and me running away from his nasty red rocket. Impossible!