I swore I’d never be that person. I obsessively love my bunny, Emilio. He’s a mini Holland Lop, he’s spoiled as all hell and has the most incredible personality– but he won’t sit still for a photo no matter WHAT I try to do. If he sees me, he is moving. I try and creep up behind him, get a shot of him lazing about.. no go. His eyes open, he’s on his feet and he’s hopping toward me with impressive speed. Hell, the fact that he’s still as active as he is is impressive alone- he’s almost 9 years old! So posting photos and bombarding people with Emilio business has never really been something that I could do. Being that fuzzy baby mom who doesn’t shut up about her love wasn’t that much of a problem. A lot of people don’t even know I have Emilio until they come over and learn that he rules the house.
But now. Oh, but now.
Nearly two weeks ago a new furry ball of energy came into my life. His name is Duncan. He is an 8 week old Cavapoo puppy. Guys he weighs 4lbs! In the pet store where we got him (don’t start on me about where to buy him from) he was docile and sleepy and pretty lazy. His first day home he was docile and sleepy and pretty lazy. Now on his eleventh day home, he has already figured out how to get out of not one, or two, but THREE little pen areas that we’ve made for him- & they’re the damn standard things you buy at the store! We’re not talking about some hack job stack of boxes in front of him that he could easily knock over here folks. The little guy is smart! He’s a totally energized terror on four legs for about 90% of the time that he is awake. & I do mean terror in a good way. There are no complaints here about how crazed this puppy is- I love it. He has been providing me with hours of amusement. He POUNCES! Like Simba!! He growls and he grunts and he whines and he barks and he’s afraid of my large stuffed hippo (don’t ask questions) and he sleeps in my lap and I am obsessed. So now, you can be too.