Happiness Is... A Warm Puppy

Caleb had, what I would consider, one of the greatest animal moments of his life the other night. He was tucked into bed, waiting for his big brother to go up into his bed (he doesn't like to go to sleep without Robby, at the very least, being in the room with him) when Rosey jumped up onto his bed, burrowed under the top blanket and snuggled with him.

The look on his face in the picture makes it seem like he was scared or worried, but he was really asking me if she could sleep there all night with him.  

Little does he know that she's a bit of a pain the proverbial shorts at night time with her over the blankets, then under the blankets, then sometimes in between the blankets routine.

Regardless, she snuggled with him for 3 or 4 minutes and he went to sleep a happy little camper.

The next day, he was doing some "family hunting" armed only with our camera (he broke his at the Grotto in West Bend the weekend before...) when he captured me, both of my unshaven chins,  and the beast.

If you can't read Rosey's face, she's thinking, "Get me away from this guy!!".

My theory on what Calebber McCheese chooses for a career path when he grows up?  Veterinarian.  He was deathly afraid of any living creature other than humans when we got him and now he's quite fascinated with most of them.  Still a bit weary, but fascinated.