A wonderful, sweet, caring, silly, adorable dog. With all of his charms and sweetness though, comes the dumbest dog you've maybe ever met. Seriously. So dumb.
We love our dumb dog.
But, a lot of love for that dog seems to be pretty hard to find at 4am, after the baby has been up every hour, and your husband lets in said dumb dog from having a midnight pee in the backyard, and you are aroused from your sleepy stupor by the OVERWHELMING disgusting odor that, with the dog, has entered your house.
Also, some of the love for your husband is pretty hard to find at 4am, when, in his sleepy stupor, he doesn't realize the dog's overwhelming disgusting odor until the dog has made it into the master bedroom and starts rolling around all over the floor and his dog bed.
So, if you are in the North Texas area and heard yelling and screaming at 4am a couple of weeks ago, that was probably coming from my neck of the woods, and I apologize. I also apologize for any cursing you may have heard while giving said dog a bath at 4am. (Someday I'm sure Gerhard and I will look back at that day and laugh. It hasn't happened quite yet though.)
Apparently we have a skunk living under our backyard shed. And our dumb dog decided it would be a good idea to play with this funny looking cat. I hope he learned his lesson, but I'm pretty sure if that pretty looking stinky cat comes around again, he'll again try to make friends with it. *sigh*
Pathetic, isn't he?