job.

My friend Valerie and I went to the thrift store last week and with a bit of her encouragement, I came home with this little number for mr. Job:

hahaaaaaaa!! He looks like a body builder.

Now, this is really much more of a joke for the Dake's.  

We're only into dressing up our critter for laughs.  Cruel?  I think not!  

I enjoyed watching the cycle of anger, resistance (trying to chew it off of himself), frustrated submission, freedom and...ATTACK!  Here are some of my favorite photos we've snapped of him recently:

nana-nana-nana-nana-BATDOG!

ridiculous, right?!

seahorse?