Heidi's First Week

I have something to admit.  When we decided to get a puppy I was worried.  Would it be possible for me to love any dog as much as my best friend, Maddy?  If you don't know, she is the best dog in the world.  She's a little chubby and lot of love, and she has always been there for me... even during my awkward tween phase when I'd come home crying because some jerkwad boy said I looked like a gummy bear.  Maddy would sit there with me, loving me unconditionally and begging for a piece of my special comfort food - the butter burrito.  (butter in a soft tortilla - the jerkwad did have a point... I seemed to eat my feelings a lot).

But luckily we made it through that phase and we continued to be BFFs, she was even the ring bearer in my wedding!  I couldn't have ever asked for a better dog and I wish she could come live with us in London, but she is a nati kind of girl!

But here I am with a new dog in my life, and all my fears of loving her as much as Maddy have completely subsided.  She is just too stinking cute to not love.

And she's very smart.  We've already taught her how to sit, lay down, come, stay, and go to her crate - which, despite people telling us it is cruel to keep her in, she absolutely loves.  Oh, and did I mention she only peed in the house once today?! Potty training success is just within reach!

She also loves to sit on your lap, which is pretty adorable, but since she's going to grow up to be about 80 pounds or so, we're trying to break that habit.  But sometimes we give in...

OK, OK, a lot of times we give in.  I'll tell you what though - is there anything cuter than a boy and his dog?  One piece of advice my mom gave me when I was younger and we were walking Maddy was, "Make sure you find a man who treats his dog right, then you know he'll treat you right."  Mom, I think I found a winner.