I call this series: “How many pictures can Rufio’s head ruin”
we went driving around (and I walked up a damn mountain) a historic park this morning just to get outside because it was beautiful but also to take some pictures. Well each time I wanted to shoot from the window Rufio got really excited and wanted to see what I was looking at, which lead to him ruining every shot I attempted from the vehicle.
This is documented proof.

"I've been thinking with my guts since I was fourteen years old, and frankly speaking, between you and me, I have come to the conclusion that my guts have shit for brains."
— High Fidelity