So you're probably wondering why I'm tied to a house. When it happened, I was kinda wondering that too.
MY HUMAN: sorry Pug, you keep getting in the way.
ME: in the way? In the way of what?!?
MY HUMAN: of the pictures.
ME: but I *am* the pictures!
At least I thought I was the pictures. I mean, except for the stairs, Dutch was the only other thing around to take pictures of. And he hates cameras. Says they're creepy. Give the guy a pink sweater, and suddenly he's a supermodel?
ME: I thought you hated cameras.
DUTCH: I do. They're creepy.
ME: so what's with the camera hogging?
DUTCH: that's not a camera, Pug. It's Steve.
Uhm. Ok. Right. Steve. It took me a minute to figure out who the heck Steve was. Back when Droid did the big sleep a few months ago, I was too sad to even think about my human getting a new phone. Well, apparently new phone's name is Steve.
AKA, Dutch's new BFF.
Seriously. Just look at the way he stares into Steve's little lens and smiles. Talk about creepy:
I'm not sure how I feel about Steve - I kinda still miss Droid. I've heard my human say she loved Droid but only likes Steve, and mostly for taking pictures. Since she never touches Nikon anymore, I guess I'll have to like Steve for taking pictures too.
Now I just need to figure out a way to make Steve traumatize Dutch...