Miracles

Miraculously, Chestnut was located on Saturday! The turd that doggynapped him prolly thought that he was too much of a handful, and turned him into the Humane Society. Yay!!! My baby's back!

This leaves us with the dilemma: I now have TWO dogs. I purchased a yorkie last Tuesday. His official name is The Little Rascal of the Northeast. He goes by Rascal or Raz. Rascal has been a little bad ass, haha. He's goes on the puppy pads 75% of the time. He goes in the litterbox 5% of the time. And the rest of the time, he is naughty and goes on the floor. I give him lectures about how mummy does not want to be cleaning up his messes, but he doesn't seem to remember/care too much, haha. He is also in his teething stage. Wires, paper, everything. I have bitter appled my entire freakin apartment. And yet, he still does not Looooveee the tons of chew toys I bought him. He is spoiled. He has a carseat and diapers. He also has a doggy carrier. And he sleeps on the bed, usually above my head. Despite his puppy flaws, there's still a lot of amazing things about him. Like, he's quite calm and doesn't bark much. He is also a major cuddler. I absolutely adore the creature.

I have been blessed lately. I can't really say why yet, because I feel as though my plans aren't finalized. That's why I haven't broadcasted it. But in a week or two, when it's planned out, I'm definitely posting about it! It's just an exciting time in my life, and I'm very happy.