Yes I’m grateful for my adorable 11 week old Puppy. Yes I love his softness, his puppy breath and the way he follows me around the house. Yes I love giving him a bath and fluffing up that soft curly fur as I dry him with a towel. Yes I love the way his ears perk up and his curled tail wags in fast delight when hubby gets home.
But even I surprised myself when yesterday I appreciated a well aimed poop by the back door. Hey, at least he was going in the right direction!