Anyone who knows me KNOOOOWWWWS I love my puppies. They’re the second favoritest things on the planet to me. I love anyone’s puppies. I love animals in general. In my eyes they’re FAR superior in quality to anything coming from a human – in fact, most animal downfalls are direct results of the evil of humanity. But this is all completely off point from where I’m going with this (shocker I know…Dottie went on a tangent about something she’s passionate about – I’m sure you’re REELING from the uncharacteristicness of it all………………that’s TOTALLY a word btw).
This is actually more of a comical note jotting, and hopefully brief – as I have to be up at unearthly hours, and to facilitate I’ve quickly downed 3 glasses of wine.
I’m tucking the dogs into their blankets (since it’s been chilly) and giving/getting some love, and getting ready to attempt to crash. In my loopiness the following conversation occurs:
D: I love our puppies soooo much. It’s like having stuffed animals that walk around.
[long pause]
B: And poop.
And that was the end of that conversation.
He’s SO FUN to live with! Imma keep him. 
….and the poopin’ pups.
