Here I am, writing new articles, researching new jobs, and generally running around like a crazy person. What is Scotch doing? Just enjoying the warm tile in the sun room. And what happens when I walk up to take a pic? He glares at me like I’m the jerk.
I mean, it’s not like I was blocking his sun or anything. I guess he just hates the paparazzi. Such a rough life this dog has.