I'm so cute It's Dangerous

Seriously - my mug should be considered a lethal weapon.

Last night, I was leading Stacy home after our usual evening patrol when a car started to back out of a driveway a few houses ahead. I'm a friendly guy - so I gave the driver my usual hello grin as we watched her back up. She gave us a nice smile back as she continued to back up....and up....and up...until she hit the car parked behind her.

All because she was entranced by my good looks.

It's hard being ogled and objectified. I only wish people would look beyond by handsome exterior to see the amazing (and modest) dog I am on the inside! Now I know how Scooby-Doo must feel.

At least the paparazzi leave me alone (if you don't count Ryann).