adventures-with-mr.-o

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I am dog-sitting an excitable living mop this week. At first, I admit, I found little Oreo (Mr. O in some circles) to be a bit creepy. He would just peer at me from across the room with his black beady eyes shadowed by his hairdo/brow (most likely deliberating as to whether or not I was worthy enough to play catch with him and his precious sock collection). It wasn’t until we became friends and I more closely inspected his face that I discovered his INTENSE BEAUTY.

Seriously, those lashes are UNREAL xD