World, meet Porker. Porker, world.
Actually, his name is Tyler but I think Porker fits much better. Thanks to a coworker, I am now a dogsitter for several days, with the option to own. Jess and I are trying out our parenting skills on this Pomeranian and may end up keeping him. The following pictures don't really do him justice, but they definitely show his fugly side. He's been living with an elderly gentleman who can't take him on walks, so he is rather chubby. So much so that he has high centered getting out of our laps. His stomach just gets in the way.
P.S. At this particular moment, Jess is running around in circles trying to get him to play. He is just looking at her uncertainly. Definitely has no idea what to do with an active owner.