It's amazing how our voices change into high-pitched squeaks when a puppy enters the house, but I swear it is physically impossible to talk like a normal person when a little wide-eyed butterball is rolling around, chewing on the big dogs' ears, and hugging your foot like a mini-person while you wash the dishes. Meet Miso, the latest addition on Stormy Circle. Ri.dic.u.lous.ly cute.
It's been a rough week for Bailey: that damn puppy keeps showing up (does that thing live here or something?), Mom's been working on the square silver thing day and night, and on Friday the vet did way too much poking around in the fanny area and put her on leash restriction for a shoulder sprain. Lots of treats have been given.
