After today, there can be no doubt as to my love for Monty. Explanation is after the jump, but I warn you – if you are easily grossed out, are eating, or find simply the idea of a story primarily about poop unsavory, stop reading. Seriously.

Monty just loves spending time with Tweet. They’re besties – even if Tweet bats him around the head every once in a while.

This picture doesn’t really do justice to how much Monty is digging the snow in Woodstock. But he doesn’t hold still long enough for me to take a good shot – he’s too busy hopping through the snow like a frigging deer.
Hope everyone is having a happy Monday…

You would think that it was Monty who was moving furniture and unpacking boxes all weekend! Just looking at this picture makes me wish I was still asleep…
So how was your weekend?

Thanksgiving break was a blast, but Monty was home in NYC with my parents while I was in California…so no new pics. But I figured everyone appreciates a blast-from-the-past puppy picture!

So Monty loves his new cousin Tweet – I mean LOVES her. He goes absolutely nuts every time I bring her over to Jessica’s, hence this adorable video of them playing. My favorite part is 0:50 in where Tweet starts batting at him at super speed; kitty don’t fuck around.

Sorry for the day late post, folks. Will you stop sending me angry “where is Monty?!” emails now?
When we’re upstate in Woodstock, there’s nothing Monty likes better than to get filthy playing with his brother Banjo. Unfortunately, when it comes to water-fetch, Monty is a stealing little shit.

Monty is starting off the week the way I’d like to – unconscious. More pics after the jump.