instinct, meet dirty laundry..

one of the funniest things to date from george happened within the first 24 hours he was here.. during that time, when given his own nose for a few minutes, he obsessively, compulsively, meticulously went around this whole house and kept picking up a sock here, a towel there, a shirt over yon..

that in and of itself was cute.. to this day now, though, haven't decided if i've ended up with an ocd dog or if his herding instincts were already honing themselves by birthday 2 months because..

the clothes all ended up in one very neat pile in front of..

the washing machine..

i kid you not.. the washing machine..

like i'll say at least one more time, apparently: "smart @ss georgie porgie"..