You Oughta be in Pictures

If you pay close attention to this little blog you’ll notice a theme. Not the “Madam Biscuit is wrong a lot” theme, or the “Madam Biscuit seems to adore every single dog she encounters” theme (Didn’t I just write an ode to Tayzie the Border Terrier?) … no, this theme cuts to the very heart of who I am as a dog lover. It defines my canine preferences ... just take a look at my dogs and you’ll now what I’m talking about.

Yes, I love all dogs, but I’m a fool for …

You guessed it, pushed in faces and wrinkles.

The “brachycephalic” breeds get me every time. I’m not sure what it is about those so-ugly-they’re-cute faces, but I absolutely love them.

Hello, gorgeous.

I know I’m not alone in my love for all things squish-faced … raise your hand if you love ‘em too. (And let’s hear about the attendant snoring, drooling and snorting. Worth it, right?)