It has been three years, one month, and 11 days since God brought the most precious little creature ever into my life…my sweet maltipoo, Penelope!
I still remember when I set eyes on her for the first time. All one-and-a-half-pounds of her. Penelope was the runt of her litter, and because of that she was having a harder time finding a home. That is something I will never understand…give me the choice between a hundred animals and I will choose the runt every time. I just can’t help it!
I like to say that even though I 100% would have chosen Penelope had I been given the chance to, she chose me first. The second she was placed in my arms, and I held her tiny frame to my chest, Penelope jumped up as much as her tiny legs could manage and attack-licked my face. It was like she said in that moment, “I’ve been waiting for you! Let’s go home,” and just like that my heart was stolen, never to be returned to me again.
(and speaking of stolen, here are some photos stolen this morning from Walker’s phone…)
…Penny in the morning, haha. Walker said he only wanted a dog if we never let it sleep in the bed, but of course he was the first to cave 😉
…My little curry lion! She loves Indian food as much as I do!
…I apologize for the blurriness of this one, but Penny’s happy, adorable little face makes me so happy every time I see it! This is the most recent of the photos, taken just a couple days ago.
Wishing you all the happiness and puppy snuggles in the world,