Spoiled.

Well, it is indeed happening but cannot be helped.  This sweet furry face of love has burrowed deep within our hearts and is becoming totally spoiled with each and every day.

doggybedsheets

She successfully made her way up onto the couch, which earned her the use of the Teen Boy’s old doggy flannel bedsheets.  It matches absolutely nothing and looks ridiculous amid the tropical Floridian-themed furniture I inherited from my parents.  But it works.  And Keira loves it.

Right now that’s what matters most as we attempt to navigate through the weeks of puppyhood, which oddly enough resembles the months of babyhood.  We find ourselves asking each other if she peed or if she pooped, when she ate, when she napped, and whether or not she slept through the night (which she has, yay Keira!).

Besides, this new comfy retreat encourages her mad napping skills and gives me some necessary downtime to tackle actual responsibilities (such as grad school).  Not to mention, the hubby and I are at that age when sitting on the floor for great lengths of time is beyond uncomfortable, even with a cute puppy to cuddle.

Next up:  Puppy training.  A.k.a the attempt to undo everything we are doing right now which we know we probably shouldn’t be doing.

First snow.

We’ve had a relatively mild winter this year, hitting 70 degrees a few times, and misleading us into thinking we escaped a real midwestern winter.  While mid-20’s is pretty tame for a cold spell, it was cold enough to bring a bit of snow, probably the only significant snowfall we received season.

Keira was ever-curious, but thankfully kept the exploring during her potty breaks fairly short.KEIRAfirstsnowMarch2017-8