And they call it....

What is it about puppies that makes us all surrender our eight hours of sleep, our love for a clean and sanitized home, our up in the middle of the night sleep walking forays out into the front yard - waiting upon a pup to pee to eventually discover that she'll only go on the wood floor once returned to the safe haven of a warm house?

Why would anyone sacrifice comfort for conformity when it comes to a little ball of excessive cuteness that cannot nor do I suspect give a doggy doo for adherence to proper schedules?

Etta

(formally known as Stubbette)

And besides that blissful pose, there's this-

Stubby and Stubbette

Isn't the answer obvious?!

Puppy love.

Take care-