Relaxing by the fire ~*~*~
It’s raining and horrible here so I’m letting Oscar chase and attack the vacuum. That’s like a walk, right?
I have no idea what these two are begging for but the fact that they’re willing to do it together seemed worth noting.
Oscar is really convinced that he can comfortably fit in that chair, I am still doubtful.
Ugh Oscar it’s so early and I need to do yoga and you’re really not helping.
Oscar plotting his escape from the vet. For the full experience, imagine high-pitched whining in 30 second intervals.
“Do They Know It’s Oscar Dog at All?”
And there won’t be snow on Oscar pup this Christmas
The greatest gift he’ll get this year is treats
La la la la mumble mumble something something
DO THEY KNOW IT’S OSCAR DOG AT AAAALLL
“It’s Beginning to Look a Lot Like Oscar”
It’s beginning to look a lot like Oscar
Eeeeverywhere he sheds
“Oscar Bells” (lyrics by Dave)
Oscar bells, Oscar bells
Oscar did a poop
It stinks real bad
I forgot my bag
Guess I’ll leave it on the stoop
“Let It Oscar”
Oh the weather outside is Oscar
(I can’t figure out any more words to this one)
“Oh Come, All Ye Puppies”
“Last Christmas”
Last Christmas
I gave you my bark
But the very next day,
you woofed it away
He shouldn’t be allowed on the couch but Dave is out of town and Oscar looked SO sad on the floor.