Frisky is a lap dog in the literal sense of the word. As soon as my behind hits a horizontal surface, thwunk, there he is.
The funniest thing about this picture (aside from the the cellulite, sorry about that) is the story on the back page. Do you think maybe Frisk was trying to read it? It wouldn't surprise me.
Edited to add: If you like dogs and want a giggle, go check this out. The music completes it.
Also this week, we woke the kids up at 5 am on the first day of school to see this:
Lunar eclipse! It was so cool. We sat on the back porch wrapped in blankets and watched the whole show.