It shouldn't be this hard...

It is very difficult to get a good picture of me and Batman. Whether it's because my little man won't look at the camera, or my camera wants to go all blurry or I look dumb, getting a good picture takes forever. Here's some shots from my mini photo shoot last night with Batman. Some of them are pretty good... some of them aren't. I didn't bother putting up the 6 or 7 blurry ones.

This one is probably the best of the night, although Batman looks a little scared.

This one's alright, except for the weird fake smile I have going on.

I think this one is cute. There was a great one right after this of him kissing me, but it was all blurry.

Batman can only look me in the eyes for a second before he goes in for the kiss.

I can't believe I cut Batman out of this shot! Although it's a little blurry, it would have been so cute!

Slacker

I have been a picture-taking slacker recently. I don't have anything from this weekend to post of Batman, so something old will have to do.
This is a photo I took of Batman the afternoon I picked him up, when Rebecca and I were driving him home. Check out those amazingly large ears! His head grew into them eventually.

You can tell why it was love at first sight.

Relaxing

Sometimes the best cure for a bad mood after a long day at work is a cuddle session with Batman. This is us a couple days ago, relaxing for a few minutes after I got home from job #1 and had to leave for job #2. If I lay down on the couch, he immediately jumps up there with me. I think he knows I need his calming powers sometimes.

A Royal Sleepover

Batman and I had a sleepover at Mom and Dad's last night. The Royal Wedding started this morning at 4, and I figured it'd be more fun to watch it with Mom and Rebecca than just Batman. (And I was right.)
I was a little worried about how Batman would do sleeping on the couch with me. We normally sleep on a queen size bed, so there was a lot less room for the bed hog. Plus, Mom and Dad have two cats that Batman thoroughly enjoys chasing around the house. I kept thinking Batman might think it was a good idea to get up in the middle of the night for a run.
Thank goodness I was wrong. He did wonderful. He found the crook of my knees a suitable place for him to sleep, and he stayed there the whole night. What a wonderful dog.
Now, if I can just make it through work today without falling asleep, all will be well.

Sad.

This product was featured on Dog Milk a couple days ago.

I hate it. I think this is terrible.
Even the thought of someone pointing a gun at Batman makes me want to cry. Now imagine having that image really in front of you. I hate it. And the leash being red just makes it a million times worse. It's like watching my dog being targeted with a laser site.
Dog Milk asked readers to comment on what they thought of the leash- creative or crass? Thankfully, the only person I found that thought it was funny wasn't a dog owner. Thank goodness, seriously.

The Great Mouse Catcher

My apartment has a mouse problem. It's disgusting, I know. My apartment complex won't send back out the exterminator, and he obviously didn't do his job the first time. But anyway...
I thought things were better. I have four traps around the apartment, and two of those noise makers that are supposed to scare the mice away. We haven't seen a mouse for a while, so I thought it was all good. Yesterday, Alex and I got home and I went to take Batman out when Alex gasped and folded Batman's bed over itself.
There was a dead mouse in Batman's kennel. On his bed.
What a stupid mouse.
Luckily, I didn't have to see the mouse because my boyfriend is amazing and got rid of it for me. He said it didn't look like it had been chewed up or anything. Maybe Batman just sat on it. Or killed it with his super-stinky farts.
Either way, what an idiot mouse for running into Batman's kennel. And what an amazing dog for killing a mouse for me.

Birthday Boy

Yesterday we celebrated Batman's 1st birthday. When I was growing up, each birthday I was given something new I could do, like stay up an hour later or walk to the shopette by myself. I thought this might be appropriate for Batman, so I decided to try letting him stay out of his kennel while I was at school. He's stopped getting into things at home, and doesn't try to eat my shoes anymore, so I figured he would do fine. I was only gone for two hours.
Big mistake.
I got home to a disaster. Batman had got onto the coffee table, pulled off papers and chewed them to pieces. He got into his birthday treats and tore apart the bag. And he'd gotten on top of my nightstand, knocked off pictures and chewed some of them up. (Ironically, he knocked a picture of us off but didn't eat it.)
I picked up the apartment and decided he won't ever get that opportunity again. He's a kennel puppy.
I was only mad for a little bit, and I mostly blamed myself, so we played after that. Alex got him a new kong ball, which he loves, so we played chase with that for a while. We also did one of my favorite things- napped on the couch together. So minus the destroying the apartment thing, the day was pretty good. Oh, except Alex also got Batman some special treats, and they made him especially stinky. I felt like I was in a gas chamber last night while I was trying to sleep.... might have to throw out the rest of those treats.

Batman and I celebrating his birthday.