The One Good Boy
It's already midnight, I am still awake (ANGRY) when I should be sleeping. I actually have to up and impossibly fresh looking in less than six hours. So what can I do to calm myself? Blog.
Last Thanksgiving I received a great gift by the name of Burberry. I wasn't expecting him at all. I didn't even know I liked dogs, until that moment. Kyle brought it on a huge basket with a bow. I though it was a coat. He jumped out of his basket and slobbered all over my new outfit, then looked at me with those big chocolate eyes. I don't know if it was the champagne or the sudden explosion of inner happiness but I was hooked. Not much has changed since then, except I carry a big towel with me everywhere. So yes, Kyle is very high up in my favorite people list. He's really friendly (I actually wish he'd bark at some people) and a great pillow to snuggle with at night. Though my temper is still rampant, I don't feel so alone anymore after a fit.
Burberry at 9 weeks.
Wasn't he the cutest ball of black fluff? I finally have a valid excuse to use my brother's professional camera.
Burberry at 10 weeks.
Here he is trying to disarm me with that charming goofy smile... I fall for it every time.
Burberry at 13 weeks.
Caught red handed with one of the many plushies I was supposed to give away at Christmas. He took a liking to it and it has remained under his watchful gnawing care. I named it Ursula. It seemed fitting.
I CANNOT BELIEVE THEY ARE SLEEPING OVER. OMG.
Last Thanksgiving I received a great gift by the name of Burberry. I wasn't expecting him at all. I didn't even know I liked dogs, until that moment. Kyle brought it on a huge basket with a bow. I though it was a coat. He jumped out of his basket and slobbered all over my new outfit, then looked at me with those big chocolate eyes. I don't know if it was the champagne or the sudden explosion of inner happiness but I was hooked. Not much has changed since then, except I carry a big towel with me everywhere. So yes, Kyle is very high up in my favorite people list. He's really friendly (I actually wish he'd bark at some people) and a great pillow to snuggle with at night. Though my temper is still rampant, I don't feel so alone anymore after a fit.
Wasn't he the cutest ball of black fluff? I finally have a valid excuse to use my brother's professional camera.
Here he is trying to disarm me with that charming goofy smile... I fall for it every time.
Caught red handed with one of the many plushies I was supposed to give away at Christmas. He took a liking to it and it has remained under his watchful gnawing care. I named it Ursula. It seemed fitting.
I CANNOT BELIEVE THEY ARE SLEEPING OVER. OMG.
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