Rufus My Son....Maybe Bio Son?....Maybe!?

"without further ADO" (after Shakespeare), Look it up.....Ahem..Rufus.
The Not so Mini Yorkie! This little brown-eyed, furry calamity is 15 lbs packed full of fun and stress.... yes.. we have both ends of the spectrum with Rufus, But I think the greatest thing about him is, that, I think I am his best friend. It's true, or have found it to be true just recently.

Sometimes, I fail to realize how important I am to him. I figure I am his everything, I am his world. Concieted? Okay, maybe a touch. Really though. I think its funny how he goes everywhere I go. Stops when I stop. He has a house full of people who love him. Why does he gravitate to me? I know i'm getting a little large in the mid section, so maybe in the literal sense? Or am I the dominant male figure? I guess I don't know much about the canine mind or psyche. I just always figured I was the coolest owner alive!

Initially I bought Rufus for Samantha. Which makes me sad, I know Samantha wants a dog to gravitate the same way Rufus does to me. I guess I just am cooler than her. Oh well. I know we are gonna get another Yorkie. Female this time. So hopefully Samantha will beat this future dog into loving her as I do Rufus. Jokes.

Rufus, If you could somehow know I wrote this blog about you, then you would love me more. Wouldn't that be great? But, I Digress...