On Pets and Happiness

This may or may not have just been an excuse to share some more pictures of Pippin with you. He is always so golden, I don't quite understand it myself. I'm always blown away when I look back at pictures I took of him. Like , I actually captured that. I bottled all your weirdness up and put it in this photograph. Is my dog-mom showing? I took these yesterday afternoon in the 78 degree heat while we took a little break from our hike at the top of Camels Back.

Sometimes I just look down at this little fella curled up on my lap and it doesn't seem real. How can something bring me so much happiness? Sure he can be pretty stinky, and he tries to hump guests sometimes, and he barks at the kind neighbors, and he doesn't eat his nutrabits (okay, inside joke). But I love him and he loves me/maybe has some attachment issues. It is amazing how much happiness this stinky butt brings. I wouldn't trade him and all his weird little quirks for any other pet. Our family feels complete with him around. He's part of the pack.

Hope you're enjoying a lovely, warm day.
xx Emorie

P.s. Why does blogger destroy the quality of my gifs? Ugh.

Just Because

Here are some blurry iPhone pictures of Pippin enjoying the meat off a bone last night, just because. They probably would have been more in focus if I hadn't been laughing so hard. After Pippin picked off the little bits of meat from the bone, he was determined to go hide it somewhere for later. He didn't understand why we wouldn't let him wonder off with it and insisted he had to stay on the towel (we strategically placed on the floor); confusion and hilarity followed.

I'm that embarrassing mom with a camera in your face when you least want it, aren't I?
Regardless, he is the luckiest little pup in the world.

xx Emorie

*For the record, this was completely his granddad's idea. So spoiled.