Puppies!
It's this commercial about something dog-related. Medication. Food, maybe. It doesn't really matter.
What does matter is that the commercial is nothing but footage of puppies.
Puppies running, puppies playing, jumping, sitting. Puppies being cute. Puppies being Puppies.
And every time I see it I have to squeal, "Puppies!"
Because, who doesn't love love LOVE puppies?
Not me. For sure.
I rescue puppies and become exceedingly attached to them, breaking my heart when I actually succeed in finding their home.
Every time I squeal, "Puppies!" Lacey comes to me because, obviously, she is my puppy. Not only that, she is the only puppy in my life, the cutest sweetest puppy on the entire planet. Why else would I exclaim, "Puppies!" if not for her eternal cuteness?
And every time she runs to me or picks her head and gigantic ears way way up to swing her gaze around to me, I have to inform her that the puppies on the television are small and cute and young, while she is old, fat, and ugly.
Compete with that, dog.
2005
3 Love Notes
I always thought my puppy was the cutest. I guess you can have your own opinion, even if it’s wrong. HAHA just joking!
Isn't he tactful.
No, my puppies are the cutest and lovingest (is that a word?).
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