I'm a little ashamed to admit my weakness. But oh these eyes make me melt.
Even when they're staring up at me after having just destroyed my Bible, my husband's wedding gift to me. (OK, I was mad for several days about that. And she's still not allowed out of the kitchen when we're not home anymore.)
And Jane, my dear sister-in-law, you have every right to laugh out loud at me. Oh the depths to which I have stooped.
Me, who brushed aside your dogs... now smitten with my own. (Miss Trudy Lou does share a shocking resemblance to my shaggy mutt. Do you think they might be trans-continental cousins?)
There are still some things I haven't done. I haven't dressed LeLe in a dog outfit. I haven't referred to myself as "mommy" or Jacob as "daddy." And I haven't let her kiss me. And I swear I will never do any of those things!
But I have caught her snuggling with Jacob. And I have checked to make sure she is still breathing while asleep. And I have let myself devote an entire blog post to my dog.
I'm not sure who I've become, but I guess there was a dog lover in me all along. I feel a little goofy. And the vast majority of my immediate family and friends might be shaking their heads in laughter at the complete 180 I've done... but that's OK. She makes me happy. There's room in my heart for her. :)