Archie and Butters are brothers. Not in the sense they came from the same litter, but in the sense they live in the same household. I fell in love with both of them, (look at them!) but it was Butters that stole my heart that day. (Butters is the white one). It wasn’t the way he looked, how freely he gave love, or how well trained he was. It was the way he sat. The picture posted was not catching Butters in an “awkward” moment. It is the way Butters sits. And I find it beyond endearing.
These pictures are incredible – they really capture these darlings in the most strikig and beautiful way. I want to squeeze Archie’s adorably little dewlaps.
I can’t help but observe the irony that “Butters” apparently likes very much to sit directly on his butt. I appreciate that.