Charlie doesn't like to pose much. I could tell Morris to sit and he would sit and stare at me with an intensity that only Jack Russell's could muster up.
Morris his last Christmas pose:
Charlie...
Nah mom...just nah...
and the next year.... nope, won't look at you....
Finally this year I just winged it.
I'm sure Charlie could care less. No stupid sweater, no garlands, just a ribbon this year. It was a grab and shoot and I think I will keep it.
Such a look of ultimate unconcern on his face.
I may try another one with him. But truthfully? He is happiest while hiking or holding down the couch with his Dad-human.