Oh so my most wonderful, fantastically beautiful Pablo The Perfect Puppy has arrived to join The Mad House. He is truly, truly scrumptious. I know I am totally biased, but I am almost sure he is the cutest cockapoo puppy in the world…..EVER!
I appreciate that this is a similar principle to me thinking Team Twiglet were the cutest babies in the world too. Although to be fair, the twins had slight alien qualities I was grateful they grew out of. And very grateful Josh is finally growing in to his ears. He can show Pablo how its done!
Pablo The Perfect Puppy
Pablo The Perfect Puppy has settled in so well so far. I am still learning the rules and haven’t got the pee thing nailed, but other than the occasional warm soggy foot in a missed patch of pee, we are getting on like the besties I had hoped to become.
It is crazy how much love I have bubbling in me for my new four legged friend.
Happy Birthday to Me
He is hands down he best thing that I have ever been nuts enough to do. Well, obviously the twin thing was the best and most wonderfully crazy thing I have ever done (mums of multiples I salute you) and bloody loved it. So much so, BossBaby bounced onto the scene before the twinnies turned 3.
We have toyed with the idea of a dog to complete our family for a good few years, and I am so so so happy we have finally taken the plunge and I am now a dog mum too!
I hope Dog Mums have a naughty table though, I am not great at the correct protocol in anything in life. I am the awkward, geeky, over enthusiastic waffler sat in the corner hoping my normal “I’m knackered” expression doesn’t resemble a resting bitch face.
We need all the help, tips and advice going folks, please send them our way! I feel like a proper impersonator at this dog thingy, but I hope I am getting the hang of it!
I can’t wait until he’s big enough to go for walkies and to experience all the firsts in his life. I so miss the days when everything in life was exciting for The Twiglets. Although I am truly loving seeing them grow into actual real life people, the little broody twang needed silencing in a way that didn’t involve my body disagreeing with another pregnancy.
Aim high, go in clucking for another baby (which is physically ill advised and dangerous to this little ol body of mine) and somehow a dog makes The Hubs feel like he won. it is all about “managing the situation” to quote a good friend of mine.
Hubs – consider yourself managed. Move over, theres a new man in my life, it was love at first sight,