Am I crazy!?
Why....on the exact same day that Owen did this:
(Yes..that's our beloved arm chair)
.....all I can think about is this:
This is the e-mail we got today from our breeder
of the last puppy left of his latest litter...
Is it motherly love? Owen can do no wrong so now I need two (that can't be it)? Who knows. All I know is, I will go to sleep with two things on my mind...1. wishing that puppy was MINE and 2. wishing Owen hadn't eaten our chair....perhaps opposites attract.
I think the PERHAPS is that we are not ready for a second puppy, no matter how cute that puppy is or how much of a sucker I am.
Goodnight OWEN. I hope you have sweet dreams of the days you were allowed up on the furniture.