Tuesday, April 20, 2010

And They Call It Puppy Love

Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day.

Looks harmless, right? I haven't seen it for a while. Then caught a glimpse of it hidden away on a garage shelf this morning -- must have been there all winter. For Jeremy is was like finding his long-lost wubbie -- and he smothered it with loves and hugs and kisses. Then he remembered the play button. And it started . . . endless robotic puppy dancing to Paul Anka singing Puppy Love. Bill demanded Who found that? and I remembered why we had to wean him from his Puppy Love.


















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