On Sunday nights

On Sunday nights when you’re disappointed that the corned beef sandwich special for $4 from the local place down the street has unexpectedly sold out and you’re forced to order a mini burger from the kid’s menu on the night of St. Patrick’s Day, you take it out on the pooch. By making silly poses of course. And then she gives you the evil death stare and you decide to just hold onto the pictures for when Monday morning rolls around and you need a good giggle.