Next week is monumental.
It’s the week that I give in to my children and husband and bring home the puppy that I promised them.
I’m kind of excited. I actually like furry little loveable creatures. A lot.
I just don’t like owning or training them. Or having them jump on me or lick me.
The puppy we’ve picked up is adorable, laid back, and sure to be trainable. And he’s not a licker.
He’d better not be a barker or sprayer, either.
I can’t wait to show him to you.
The best part is that I don’t have anything I’d change about him.