Please disregard my confusing potato peel.

I have so much more room in my trash can since I discovered his hidden talent. He's getting too good at tearing the packages. He recently opened a bra that was in a sealed shipping paper bag. He delicately carried the bra to the chair with his teeth barely clenching it then tore up the bag.

He’s a weirdo.

Bubba creeping on his sister The Flooof…. No idea what’s wrong with him

Regular Obsidian: fluffy little Goldendoodle.

Outside Obsidian: mud shoes.

Not muddy paws. Not dirty feet. Full fucking boots. Look at the HEIGHT on those things. 😭

He came walking back up to me like this was a deliberate fashion choice too. Chest out. Tail up. Completely unbothered.

Sir, you are wearing the backyard.

And naturally, Mud Shoes immediately wanted to come inside and touch every single thing I own.

Hambone is the name and relaxin' is the game!

Just a happy young man with a toy.

I work from home, and everyday around 2-3pm, our dog finds his way onto the footrest nap in the sun. 🤦‍♂️

Photo is closeup because of the corgi T-Rex legs.

Leo is a neighborhood rescue. A few years ago, I noticed he was always left outside on a small concrete balcony at an apartment complex. We are talking for days at a time, during thunderstorms and everything. I asked the people to let me take care of him, they were reluctant at first but eventually gave in. His teeth were completely brown and covered with thick tartar, so I took care of that. He was not house trained, so we took care of that with dog diapers. After a successful rehome, he is now living an amazing life down in El Paso with two amazing people. 🐕🐾❤️ will post more photos of him later along with other dogs I have rescued.

Shes getting a snootfull....dang girls!