The past couple of weeks have been rough so I need big dose of happy.
Is there a greater feeling than puppy love?
Quickie update on our baby Bossco. I think we’re closing in on his first birthday. I don’t know the exact date because he’s a rescue. He was so little when I brought him home to my husband but now he’s huge. I think he looks exactly like Dobby when he twitches his ears a certain way. He’s mostly Beagle but looks like the product of Basset Hound and Dachshund smexy times. The picture doesn’t do it justice, but his legs are all of six inches tall and his body is a mile long (or pretty damn close).
I call him Pavlov’s dog. My husband has him so spoiled that when we get in the car he starts drooling before we’ve left the driveway. I suspect that’s because the majority of the time car rides equal snack time in his world. (My poor husband practically lives off of McDonald’s and Bossco always get a small pinch off his burger.)
He’s rotten and we wouldn’t have him any other way. Do you have a furbaby?
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