You know how some people get baby fever and spend an inordinate amount of time cooing over teeny sweaters at Baby Gap or fussing over infants they pass on the street? Well I’ve got it bad. Except the babies I’m obsessing over are a tad hairier and don’t wear pants.
I’ve always been a huge dog lover and used to beg my parents endlessly for a dog of my own. I received a rabbit instead, which I loved dearly, but it never truly filled the doggy-shaped hole in my heart. Now that hubs and I own our own place, we’re finally in a position where we can make this happen – what a dream it would be to hear the pitter patter of 4 little paws running through our apartment!