I'm a newly retired middle school teacher, which means I most likely need some kind of psychological evaluation. Instead, my DH brought me the cutest little guy ever!! He is teaching me to relax. Slow down. Smell the tree stumps.
His mom is a stray Chihuahua. Dad was a love 'em and leave 'em type. We're thinking he was some sort of terrier. Rudy weighed in at 2.7 pounds our first vet visit, and I'm hoping he stays little. He's brilliant, of course, as are both my children and all of my grandchildren.
We're in bed last night. Cuddle Buns, Rudy, and me. I'm reading. Cuddle Buns is ready to drift off. Then he says: "Do you think Rudy is spoiled?" I look over to see Rudy, under the covers next to Cuddle Buns with his head on Cuddle Bun's pillow. Looking at me like....WHAT?