For those of you who know me best I probably blew you away thinking I had changed completely and got a dog. I like them fine at other peoples houses but not in my own. No way, not now and hopefully not ever. But we do have one, the best kind.
Bennett loves to be a puppy and I don't mind at all. Puppies rarely make messes. They just crawl around ruffing and panting for hours on end. Best of all puppies eat much better than Bennett does. If ever he is having a bad eating day, all I have to do is pat my leg and call my puppy. He drops on all 4's (instantly, kind of like what you would see on a hypnosis show) and comes crawling over with his mouth wide open. I can spoon in bites of what ever I want.
And to add some irony to the situation, Bennett is scared to death of dogs. Any kind any size, asleep or awake, old or young, even real or fake, he is petrified of them and always has been. We even watched UP the other night and he hid when ever the dogs came on. He is such a goof ball, but we like him.
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Our Cute Puppy
Posted by Mrs.Mayne at 12:22 PM
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Amen to the dog comment. Branson thinks dogs are the coolest thing in the world, until they come close, then he freaks out!! It's pretty funny.
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