His name is Joey, as in Joey Pigza (who swallowed the key, lost control, and other funny things).
Pretty sure that as soon as we all saw this face, we were done for.
It's like he's saying, PLEASE! I'll be good and not bark and not eat too much and not chew up anything and not spill my water and not put my feet in my bowl and not argue with Lily and Clover who are so big and I will sleep and be good. Please.
I mean, look at those little eyes.
**So the blurriness of these photos is totally my fault. Joey is not a rambunctious dog at all. He sits still; it's me who has the shakes apparently.
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