This is not my fault. Mrs. Wolves is home all day with the kit-tays, and they keep doing cute shit, and she keeps taking pictures of it. Which is how you get shots like this, of nap-time snuggling:
And of this, which I guess is either bath time or head-chewing time. Hell, I can't tell. You try:
And this, which is definitely bath time:
Seriously, am I supposed to ignore Mrs. Wolves when she sends these pictures? How long do you think I would stay married. Cut me some slack.