Iggy spends quality time with Brian.

Hi, Brian, how was your day?

Tiring. But not too bad, really.

You’ve worked the early shift for how long, two weeks now? How are you adjusting?

Well, it’s a tradeoff. I hate getting up so early, but then I’m home a lot earlier now, which I like, so—

“Hi hi hi hi hi hi hi! Look at me look at me look at me!”

What the—

Yes, we see you, Iggy. Very nice.

“I’m climbing on Brian’s lap!”

Yes, you are.

Yes, he certainly is. Hello, Iggy.

“Hi Brian! Look at me! I’m being friendly! Friendly Iggy!”

Wow, okay. Very friendly.

Well, Iggy was always tired by the time you got home. Not so much now, with you coming home so much earlier.

Yeah, I noticed he’s been—

“Hey Karen! Hey Karen! You know what? You know what? You know what?”

What, Iggy?

“I’m gonna shove my head against his hand and make him pet me!”

That’s nice.

Make me pet him?

“See?”

Okay, yeah, that’s pretty cute.

“Now I’m gonna lick his face! All of it! A whole lot!”

Good boy, Iggy.

Wait, I’m not as nuts about that.

Trust me, Brian, it could be worse. Let him lick your face.

“Oh boy oh boy oh boy!”

Worse? Really? Okay.

“You know what I’m gonna do next? It’s the best thing ever! Guess what it is!”

This should be interesting.

What are you going to do next, Iggy?

“I’m gonna step on his balls!”

No you’re not.

What the hell-

Yep, worse. Told you so.

“Hey Brian! Karen said I could step on your balls!”

What?! When did you–

I didn’t, Brian. Iggy, you know I didn’t. Get off his lap.

“But Brian said I could step on his balls!”

What?! No I didn’t!

No he didn’t. Neither of us said you could. Get down.

What goes on when I’m not here?

This.

“Yep! Pretty much! Now hold still, Brian, ‘cause I’m gonna step on your-”

Down, Iggy!

“Aww, c’mon! It’ll be awesome!”

No, it won’t be awesome!

“I’mma step on his balls! Happy Iggy! Happy Iggy! NEVER IN MY LIFE HAVE I BEEN AS HAPPY AS I AM AT THIS VERY MOMENT!!!”

Down, Iggy. RIGHT NOW.

“Aaaww!”

What is wrong with this dog?

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9 thoughts on “Iggy spends quality time with Brian.

      1. No, it was a freak incident. So freak that I called the vet. She said to just keep an eye on her, she thinks maybe Evie ate something she shouldn’t have. Rotten little fuzz-butt.

  1. I think Iggy is related to my dog Scout. Or at least they have the same idea of fun – “ball-stepping is teh awesomest sport!” Next best thing is cat-squashing. My husband, sons and the cats don’t agree with Scout.

    1. Ha! Scout sounds hilarious!

      The other day Iggy saw me petting one of the cats and decided to get in on it. I swear he was trying to copy me — I had my hand on the cat’s head, and as soon as I picked my hand up Iggy slapped his paw down on the cat’s head. The cat went from calm to white-hot rage in zero-point-three seconds. Iggy found that confusing.

      1. OMG – they ARE related! Scout is a Boston Terrier- Beagle mix aka a Bogle. I blame the terrier DNA. Cute as the dickens, but a major pain in the tail, and a bed pig to boot! I love Iggy – and he’s so lucky to have conned his way into your home/heart.

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