Cheeky

Dude's cheeks are just about to hang down below his jawline. My own little Droopy Dog. Sometimes I think he's about to burst into tears, but he's not pouting; his cheeks have pushed his mouth into a permanent little moue of dismay. Permamoue. WHY do I always have to go back and re-spell permanent? You'd think by now I'd have it down. And yet.

Go read Finslippy. She's especially funny today.