I'll just come right out and say it: My Cardigan Welsh Corgi - Jon Farleigh - is a hottie (because "hot dog" just doesn't work in this situation). He makes me swoon. Here are just a few reasons why:
OK, time-out. On second thought, maybe there's really only ONE (multi-faceted) thing about him that makes me die a little inside every time I look at him. A thing so big, so undeniably HIM, that it has to stand alone. And that, my friends, is his glorious (if unconventional), silky-soft, sometimes unruly, undeniably sexy...
Fluffy Red (and white) Coat!
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Still a puppy and ne'er a blade had touched his locks. |
Its squish-ability calls to my wanton fingers (and face - yes, I bury it in there sometimes) like a siren song.
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You know you want to lay hands on it. |
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And that white patch on his hip? [sigh] |
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White swirly on his thigh? Artistic brilliance. |
Let's face it: I knew he'd be a lady-killer before he was even five months old!
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Swoon! |
Know what else? I'm pretty sure that Jon Farleigh is to Cardigan Welsh Corgis as this guy is to people:
I believe you've all met Prince Harry.☺
But wait! Here's a better shot...
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source (this photo and 4 following): Popsugar |
And so you know, just like Jon Farleigh, the Prince grooms up well...
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Would you look at that! He even loves (reddish) dogs! |
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And brownish-black dogs! |
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AND itty bitty hedge hogs! ♥ |
Come to think of it, Jon Farleigh reminds me of this guy, too...
And this one...
I've become too distracted to type anything else.