Exciting news for the day: My daughter is getting her first tooth! Finally we have an explanation for her awful mood the past month. Hopefully as soon as it gets all the way through her gums, she'll be happier.
I think for the next few days I'm going to do a "spotlight" of sorts on one of my pets, since I have never really talked about any of them in detail. I'm going to start with my very best friend, V:
This picture isn't the clearest, but I love it. :) He has one of my husband's socks in his mouth, which is pretty much his favorite thing ever, even though he has a million toys. He is a Pug/Chihuahua mix, and we adopted him about two and a half years ago. When you play with him, he can run around and be crazy for hours, but if you're sitting, he will do the same and can sleep all day if you let him. He is one of the laziest dogs I know. But that's ok, cause I'm lazy too. :P Unfortunately he suffers from severe separation anxiety, so he can't be left alone or he'll whine forever and we end up with angry notes on our door. So, if we go anywhere we can't take him, he gets a babysitter. Usually that's my mom, who he knows as Grandma, and we can't say her name around him if she's not there cause he'll go NUTS. We always have to spell it out or say "G-ma" instead. He knows how to sit, lay down, shake, jump, woof, leave it, stay, and drop it (to a certain extent). I love him SO much, and don't know what I would do without him.