I am a dignified descendent of wild wolves.
Here comes the sun, people!
Magnificently moist, that’s me.
Two dapper ducks, that’s us. You got a problem with that?
So a priest and a rabbi walk into a bar …
What fresh hell is this?
I don’t need no stinking raincoat.
I am going to lie my wet bits on your white sofa. You’re welcome.
Orange you glad I’m a Corgi?
Corgi in a red slicker, rapidly approaching event horizon of cute.
Uhmmm yeah, NO. This is not happening.
Sometimes I sits in the rain and I thinks. I thinks of many things, when I do the rainy thinking.
What are YOU laughing at? You’re next.
The fruit loop troop: lemon, orange and raspberry.
Wanda went for the jolly brolly option.
Little bit of a mug shot feel happening here.
Sing it with me now, Corgsketeers: M-I-C-K-E-Y …
Next stop, pee on the rug. You’ve been warned.
Fastidious Corgis prefer to leave their ears at home, clean and dry.
Is it over yet?