The Joys and Terror of Summer. A study, by Waffles TheCorgi.
Waffles loves chasing the duck in circles. Look at those wittle frwoppy ears!
Dawww the Waffleschnoodle!
Choosy Corgis Choose Jif!
*Actually, Waffles is accepting of any/all peanut butter endorsements. He’s a little pigglesworth.
Sorry for the lack of Waffles, but we’re in the process of moving to a house!
Waffles decided he needed his own yard and playroom. Spoiled little hoho.
Pudge is very proud of Waffles’ humans and their decision to submit to corgi mind control. YARD! PLAYROOM!!! FOR THE CORGI!
“Now Otis! now, Simon! now, Kirby and Pudge!
On, Waffles! On, Jasper! on Corbin and Fudge!
To the top of the porch! To the top of the wall!
Now frap away! Frap away! Frap away all!”With frustration boofs and some whines and a cry,
They met with this obstacle, then looked up at the sky.
So up to the house-top the corgis, they flew?
“We’ll stay down here, thanks,” and went back to their chew.
- Poem by Pudge’s corgdaddy
Waffles met a corgi/jack russel mix at the dog park, called Oliver. They became instant best friends. Frapping, wrastlin, and derpin. It might look vicious, but they played like long lost brothers. Waffles face becomes really floppy when he runs, check out the FLickr photos!
