Peanut’s ready to begin his lucrative boxing career.
“I see you, paw. Don’t try anything funny, or I’ll kick your butt…”
Oy, chewing on a toy. Or trying to, at least, if he could just get hold of it…
“The wimmins like it when I sit like this.”
“I like to sniff Snoopy’s tail. It tells me where he’s been.”
“Pbblllt. Why does my paw taste like kitty litter?”
“Heeeey, macarena!”
You cannot resist the cuteness.
Oy poses prettily.
“I like to smell my foot. Is that weird?”
Tellin’ secrets. Or, brotherly love.