When LoLo finally agreed to get me a puppy, I had done lots and lots of research already. I wasn't 100% sure what breed I wanted, but I knew I wanted a little dog. I didn't want one that was too yappy. But then I looked online and saw Bronxy's little face, I knew he was the one.
When I went to meet him, I knew I was right. His siblings were all yapping and jumping and going wild. Bronx was asleep in the back of the little play area while a couple of his siblings jumped and rolled right over him.
|Bronx's first night with us. Look how small he was compared to my feet!|
Everyone comments on his name. We named him Bronx because we moved from the Bronx back to Maine and wanted to keep a little reminder of our life there. Turns out he's pretty tough.
This little man stole my heart.
|Yes, I do put my puppy in clothes. He gets cold, ok?!|
|Pirate Puppy! Arrrrrrrgh!!|
|Bronx and his "Aunt" Harriet (my parents' dog)|
|He's such a little man!! Ignore the Bill Cosby pillows. They came with the couch.|
So Tuesday night, I made sure that wouldn't be happening again. I give you, "Puppy Barricaded".
|No escaping this little set-up!|
Take that as a lesson, Bronx. Cone heads have no fun.