So, my DH likes to rag on me about the inconvenience of the dog, how much he sheds, how he's my dog not ours... and he's right, I did get him for "me". Of course, he regularly begs me to leave the dog home with him, cried when his feet were hurt because we couldn't really help him, etc...he adores Echo, he just won't admit it. We got back from a cruise yesterday, and I hear him (a very serious, "manly" man), saying in a baby-talk voice, "Hey! Where were you?? We looked everywhere for you...you weren't in Key West, you weren't in Mexico...we sent you a postcard! The k9 unit in customs said to say hi!!".... I know this is random, but I was totally tickled pink by this

I love that dogs can turn the most serious people into mush...