I Am in Danger of Becoming a Dog Hoarder

Dinner was lovely last night, blah, blah, blah...

I've read too much Valentines mushy gushy today, so I'm quite sure you don't want to hear about mine.

I may have had a bit of wine :-o  I may have been tweeting up a storm.  I may have tweeted something about how watching the Westminster Dog Show could turn me into a DOG HOARDER because all of the pups were so precious.  This tweet MAY have been re-tweeted by the SPCA.  Just sayin....

I sat on the couch last night watching all of these dogs.  And realizing how cute so many of them were.  And coming to a final decision.  I do like a corgi, but that will not be my next dog.  My next dog will be a PON.  A what?  You ask.  A Polish Lowland Sheepdog.  Called a PON.  Because when you translate that to Polish the letters change and such and blady and anyway...let's just call it a PON.  Mkay?  Thanks.

Gather round and let me show you what these PONS look like:

I mean, ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!?!??!!?  Cutest pup ever!  Except for Louis, of course.  I must think of a name for him.  My PON will have to be a boy.  And he will need a silly name.  Don't you agree?  Something like Snuffleupagus.  And then I'll call him Snuff.  Or, perhaps something serious like Bartholomew? 

Whatever.  I'll think of the name later.

When I bring SnuffBartSomething home, he will look like this little guy:

All together now......AWWWWWWWWWWW....isn't he presh! 

Yes, yes he is.

So, there you have it.  I've decided on my next pup.  A PON.  Called something to be determined later.

Did you watch the Westminster Dog Show last night?  The Terriers are on tonight.  That's Louis' group.  If you were interested.  In watching.  And voting for the Westie to get Best in Show.  Any extra "woots" help :)

T