As I sit and write this post, this adorable puppy sits on my lap.
Yes. We got a new puppy.
His name is Oliver and he's the type of cute that you just can't take much of.
La Petite Belle said, "I just want to eat him up and put him in my coffee."
I'm not sure what that means, but it has something to do with how cute he is. Cuteness makes people say strange things.
We don't know much about him because he was a stray that was found and then given to us. How anyone could allow this pup to go without a home is beyond me? I don't get it. He's too cute for words.
He discovered himself in the mirror yesterday.
And, now the adventures with Oliver begin.
Don't worry. Roxy Belle does not feel forsaken. She's actually been getting extra attention and is loving her new playmate.