He drools... a lot! It's the kind of drool that can also be referred to as shoelaces. Yeah, he has shoelaces hanging off the sides of his mouth. When he shakes his head the drool goes everywhere; on the couch, on your pant leg, the baby! You never know exactly where it's going to end up.
He licks...everything and everyone. He licks my hands. He licks my toes. He licks the baby...everywhere. I think the thing that really annoys me is when he licks Toby's ears. As if it isn't difficult enough keeping her ears free of ear infections. Licking them doesn't help.
He barks...incessantly. You would think that a dog like him would love to run and play outside, but that's not the case. When I let him outside he barks and barks over and over standing at the back door wagging his tail waiting to come back in. Why? To torture me of course!
He paces...around the coffee table. We call it his evening laps. He usually does about thirty to forty of them in the evening usually with a stuffed animal crammed in his mouth, panting and pacing.
I found myself googling pictures of dogs today. I am not sure why. I typed in labrador retrievers and up popped the most adorable pictures of labs; chocolate labs, black labs and yellow labs. They were all so cute. I was quickly reminded why I fell in love with Finn in the first place. And regardless of how annoyed I get with him or how many times I scold him he still loves me.
I am not one for resolutions; however I am having a change of heart. I have decided to try and fall in love with Finn all over again. I am going to try and enjoy his wet kisses, try to laugh when he barrels down the hallway knocking everyone and everything over in his path and try to talk to him the way I once did. Besides I have always been a sucker for chocolate.
