The only thing that could make this Saturday more perfect would be to find out that gelato is non-fattening.
Take a look at one of the two cutest boys in the world:
Oh! I just want to squeeze him! This is Lovey's boy. Duffy follows him everywhere. If Lovey is in town for the week, forget it. I'm basically non-existent to the Duff-monster.
And here is the other:
The big scaredy one. He's mine. Lucky me. I think he thinks he's protecting me. Unless there is rain and/or thunder, then I protect him.
I'm kind of out-numbered since Mizz B is gone. A house full of boys, yeesh.
Lovey and I were talking the other day about when, in the future, we would get another dog.
Lovey: I was thinking if we got another male Briard, we could name him "Neo".
Me: I was thinking "Optimus".
This is what happen when dorks marry.
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