Puppy Love

So, according to my last post, Valentines Day was going to simple and easy.

Dinner and a movie with a little twist ( I was going to have a completely PINK dinner)

Welp... plans changed pretty quick.

Right after work, Madison told me to come STRAIGHT over. 

I could hear the excitement in his voice.

I'm thinking, "He made me dinner. Bought me roses. Maybe even some chocolate?!"

I was okay with that. Actually, it was all I wanted.

So he covers my eyes and walks me to the corner of the room and tells me to look.

I opened my eyes, and there was the most precious little black ball of fur.

A puppy.

Yes people, Madison bought me a puppy. Well it's OUR puppy actually.

(He is also a little bit my sister's as well).

I was so excited, so shocked, and then a little anxiety kicked in.

Everyone knows that I'm strangely in love with dogs, so of course I'm flippin out.

But I was not mentally prepared! I had no idea.

Either did Madison though, he was just on his way to buy roses and stopped at the pet store

because he had a "feeling" to go in.

I'm so happy he did.

He bought a little pure black Shnorkie (Shnauzer and a Yorkshire Terrier).

The most adorable personality and already completely potty-trained and not even 2 months!

He was born on Christmas Day, given to me on Valentines Day.

I have only heard him whimper, not even a real bark.

I can already tell he is going to be such a good little doggie.

No picture does him justice. He is so dark, it's hard to capture what he really looks like.

He is so adorable. Only going to be 10 lbs. MAYBE.

First his name was going to be Kobe, then Cooper, then Ollie, then Bo... but not it is officially WESLEY (Wes for short) 

Simple, small, and cute.

It fits his personality.

It only took a 100 years to find a name to fit!

(sorry for the bad angle!)