baby blues lately.
You may remember.
Now I have them again.
DQ's friend just got a puppy that looks just like this.
I dropped her off at the house and told her, "nah, I don't need to go in to see the new dog."
I hate dogs.
But, then the mom beckoned me in.
And, I saw this little guy.
It wasn't love at first sight, but the little guy grew on me.
Then I picked him up and cuddled.
He didn't pee on me.
Then, I loved him.
I stayed and stared at him and everyone was talking around me, but they just sounded like that teacher from the Peanuts cartoon.
I couldn't think.
I couldn't hear.
I couldn't make a coherent sentence.
But, I know when I got home, I couldn't stop thinking about him either.
I mean HE IS SO CUTE.
He looked like a little bear cub.
He peed on his little pee pad.
He nibbled on his chew toy.
He crunched his lunch with those little puppy teeth.
When he whined it sound like, "Awwww..." like he was saying, Aw man don't put me down, I promise I won't pee on you!
It was fricken adorable.
Again, nope, not interested in babies of the human variety.
Been there, closed that shop up for businees.
But, these teeny tiny little furry creatures are YANKING at my heartstrings.
Do you take cold showers for this kind of thing?