Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Carl-isms

In the beginning of October we got the sweetest and most handsome puppy, Carl Duane Schneider. We are both a tad obsessed...like he's our real child or something. I mean, I do hold him like a baby on my hip often. That won't last too much longer. He's getting quite large.

Carl also has the coolest and weirdest personality. Some examples: When he sleeps and you pet him, he grunts...a lot. He sounds sort of like an old man. When he eats, he doesn't chew his food. He inhales it. Sometimes he will puke it up afterward because it couldn't digest. I know, disgusting. He sleeps in any and every position he can. He still pees like a girl. He thinks he's a hound dog (especially when he catches moles at grandma and grandpa Schneider's). He can high-five. When he hasn't seen you for awhile he will cry, wag his tail, and stuff his face in your legs because he's so excited. And one of my fav's, he's really bad at licking. His tongue is so long that it gets stuck for a moment and then he tries to finish. It's weird and hilarious. You have to see it to truly understand.

He's our baby right now:)