14 years ago
"What is THAT?!"
I greet David at the door, holding my poof-o-joy.
I gently set the puppy down on the plush carpet. He wags a cottontail and looks waaaaaay up at David ... and rolls over.
"Hey, hey, buddy," David says, crouching down. The little pup covers his big, calloused hand on kisses and pats his arm with thumb-sized paws.
"I thought we weren't going to get a dog yet?" David asks, smiling. The puppy scampers away and looks back at David. Wags. Rolls over and back up. Play.
"Isn't he the cutest dog, ever?" I gush.
"God, he's small," he says, still smiling.
"Bob's friend says he's the runt of the litter - part Maltese, part Toy Poodle, and part something else. Maybe. I don't know. And I don't care!"
And now we are both sprawled out on the rug giggling like little kids as the puppy pats David on the nose with the tiniest dog paws I have ever seen.
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