STEVE

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...