"oh! what a waddle!"

He was just chillin'. It must have been around 10am on the deserted newly developed Hercules street. we had just gotten out of the garage as he was crossing "his" street. He was smelling the bushes and hopping along his routine walk (apparently). he stopped and looked at us, and kept going and lifting up a hind leg to let a phat one out =)

*Insert Puggy Poot'ing Sound here*