Nanana

I think Jackson really likes homemade hamburgers, because he really had a lot to say during dinner this evening:

There ya go, Nana! Listen to all that talkin'.

In other news, the car hit a milestone on our way back from Obedience class:

Wow, that's alotta clicks! Good car! Who's a good car? Good girl!

(PS - it was dog obedience class, not car obedience (as Shawn would say, "yay semantics")  although technically I need the training way more than Ben. And our car doesn't need obedience classes, it does everything perfectly, just to clarify. There, clear as mud? Awesome.)