Autumn Pup

We brought Samus home on October 18th, 2014. Who remembers the exact day they bring home an animal? This girl. In this case, mostly because my grandfather, who was incredibly important to me, passed away just 3 days before. My husband thought that I needed someone who wouldn’t let me dwell in my grief. Ozzy was an adult and the best grief supporter but his support means snuggling with you while you cry and don’t move for hours. Samus forced me to focus on someone besides myself and I do think, retrospectively, that is was a wise decision on my husband’s part. My depression would have been much worse than it already was and it took a long time to get back to being myself afterwards. I shudder to think how bad it could have been if I didn’t have someone demanding attention of me constantly.

That being said, of course it was the perfect time of the year for adorable sweaters for cute puppies with short fur in a cold environment. Hell, I won’t lie, she’ll probably get a new one this year too.

 

Pup-rrito

When you’re not getting the attention that you want, roll yourself up into a blanket burrito for maximum irresistible cuteness.

Cute Overload

Let’s get one thing straight, my pups are damn cute.

I mean, look at those faces! Sure one was mangy as a babe, but that’s not his fault. They were both rescues. Ozzy is the fuzzy black one on the left and Samus is the doe-eyed brown one on the right. Become familiar with these faces, because you’re going to be seeing a lot of them.

 

This picture was required to explain both the origin and pronunciation of Samus’ name to friends and family on Facebook. One can only handle their pup being called ‘Shamus’ for so long.

When she was a wee babe, her Dobby/Yoda ears were in full effect and here’s the proof. Now, they stick straight up like bat ears.

Overdosing on cute isn’t a bad way to go, but that’s all for today.