Ok, so in all honesty the title of this post is what it is in hopes that Kelly and Tim will submit more photos of Hunter staring lovingly at food. After all, he was one of the inspirations behind this blog. I've never seen such simultaneous concentration, forlornment, anticipation, desire, and passion in one dog's face as he stares down the barrel of a loaded food item. Here's a pic submitted by Mrs. N of Hunter sneaking his giant head into a tightly wound group of birthday revelers.
The dog: Hunter!
The food: birthday cake
The place: unknown.
The synopsis: Oh man, Hunter you're looking grey, dude. So many years of unadulterated exhuberance is starting to wear you down. But some things don't age--and that's the taste of eggs/flour/sugar/dripping wax in your greedy little mitts. So good after all these years.
I love that little triangle of dog-staring anticipation!
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