I introduce to you now, the sweetest, best puppy ever- Thor.
(rocking the infinity scarf I made him :])
Thor puppy is a man of many names, with a personality much larger than our teeny tiny apartment. One day I will give you a 360 and you will understand what I mean by that. Anyway, this little guy brightens me up every single second I am with him. It starts early early early in the morning when I am still grumbling about having to wake up to go to the gym, (or in the micro second I take to debate whether or not I am waking up to go to the gym) . B. gets up first, takes him out to potty and gives him his treat, which is apparently code for “time to get Caitlin” because without fail I can hear his mini paws clippy clapping across the kitchen floor, pummeling across the living room floor to the bedroom where he jumps (and I swear he has a strange hovering type ability) and pounces square on my chest, where he stays until I have decided to get up, in which case he gives me my good morning puppy kisses, or stay home, in which case he curls right up and commits to another hour of sleep with me.
Thor came into our lives suddenly- like within days of deciding I wanted a dog, and within hours of finding out that little guy existed in the first place. He is undoubtedly the best split second decision I have ever made. Though he caused living arrangement “problems” initially, and there has been a great learning curve, and he STILL does not understand “sit", he ultimately has made every situation better, and his goofy little mannerisms get him out of all sorts of trouble.
(and he is a coug :])
Puppy love is the best therapy.
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