My brown eyed beauty...
People who say you can't buy love have obviously never adopted a dog.
Mr. Balboa Button, a little four-legged companion I didn't really fall in love with until he flew to Canada to be with me. His love is unconditional and, as small as he is, he's all heart.
Tonight we got my condo professionally cleaned, and boy did they do a fabulous job, so I arrived home to two guys cleaning it. A cleaning crew of two; a cleaning crew of dudes.
Balboa thinks he's the man of the house so he sat where he could watch everyone, right in the middle.
There was one cleaner in the bedroom, one in the kitchen, and then me sitting on the couch. Balboa juggled watching all of us.
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