Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Hot Dog!

Not really...

Anyone who's been to my house knows that my heat is never set above 63º in the winter. Zoe usually snuggles up in one of the many fleece blankets lying around, but whenever I turn on the space heater she is front and center, practically pressed against the vent. After a while she's always hotter than hades to the touch, but she doesn't budge.

If you look closely, you can see that her hair is blowing in the heat breeze.

6 comments:

TinyRockerGrrl said...

That face is just ridiculous!!!! I want to see her sooooon!!

carolinagirl said...

You really are T's sister!!! JK! Our pups do the same thing in the rare event that we turn on our gas logs!

SMA said...

so cute- I can see her fur blowing in the breeze

jill said...

Such cute pics of your doggies!

samantha said...

Space heater?! Isn't it like 70 degrees down there right now?! The flames are lickin' ya like the devil, I swear. It's DECEMBER!!!

Jane said...

I don't know how I skimmed over this one last night - I guess I was in a rush - but this is hilarious, yet so Zoe. I remember you telling me how she always wants to curl up on your recently discarded sweatshirt, or the blanket you're wrapped up in, as opposed to the blankets set out specifically for her. What a stinker!!!!