Ollie-hound-ro

Can you tell what this is? Pretty easy, huh? It’s someone’s sniffer, right? But, you couldn’t possibly know whose. About 10 or 11 years ago, we can’t agree which, I, and my boyfriend at the time, got a baby, our first bundle of joy. We were still dating at the time…I know, not ideal, but these things happen every day and work out fine. We are totally ok with that. I guess I should clarify that I got a baby. My boyfriend, now husband, had no knowledge of this until I brought the baby home, I mean to his house, all wrapped up in a blanky. Ok, these are all just silly details, none of which should concern anyone, because the happiness that followed far overshadows everything else. So, without further ado, I’d like to introduce my first-born…Ollie. Okay, so I didn’t carry him around in my belly for 9 months, and he isn’t of the human variety, but he is soooooo my baby. This is Ollie now, trying to get a few Z’s in on the couch before the kids get home from school. He looks a little annoyed because I’m taking his picture while he’s trying to sleep. He is the cutest llhasa apso I’ve ever seen, and don’t even bring up mommy goggles. He’s so stinkin’ cute, you gotta admit it. Now, like our other canine baby, he has some quirks. Thankfully he can’t reach countertops, or bums for that matter, and he hardly sheds at all, but he is scared of a lot of things. No really, the list is endless; balloons, flashlights, any toy that makes noise, thunder, lightning, wind, duck calls, come to think of it, those kinda scare me, too. Terrified of the vacuum, firecrackers, and oh my, don’t even show him the flash on your camera. He’ll probably lose his lunch right there. Quirks and all, he is a sweetie. My children have never known a life without Ollie, and honestly I can’t really remember one without him either. How can you not love a face like that??
I think that face means ‘please don’t bring home any more babies…’