As I’m sitting here there is a little black and white ball of fluff lying on her side across my foot totally zonked out. The little ball of fur is named Harlow and she’s pretty much the cutest thing ever. I’m not surprised she’s so tired… she spent the last hour barking at herself in my full length mirror, climbing up the spare mattress I had propped against the wall and then sliding back down, and rolling around on the floor trying to chew on her tail. She leads a hard life. I keep looking down at her but I can’t help it… She breathes so cute.
She’s such a fun puppy and so sweet. I love her already! She was so chill in the car all the way home from LA and has been so good since. Her favorite things are:
– My grandmother’s feet. She can’t get enough of them, especially when she’s wearing the fluffy socks she sleeps in.
– Ice. I dropped an ice cube on the floor the other day and she played with it, licked it, pounced on it and barked at it till it was gone. (is ice bad for puppies? I hope not!)
– Having her cute little belly rubbed.
– Chewing on my hand. At least her teeth aren’t very big yet.
She’s now lying against my let flat on her back with her cute little paws up in the air. Yep, I’m totally in love with her.