Some A-musings on Puppy Love
- If we love puppies because they’re furry, why don’t more of us want to date men with hairy backs?
- If we love puppy breath so much, why do we freak out that some people eat dogs?
- If we love puppies because they have drooly jowls, why don’t our voices get all high and squeaky when we see a picture of Richard Nixon or Winston Churchill?
- If we love puppies because they’re little and squirmy, why don’t we get all excited when we turn over our compost?
- If we love puppies because of their loud, excited yips, why don’t we all want to take Richard Simmons home?
Puppy love seems to be a class of inconsistencies on its own.
I think that’s a side effect of love in general. 🙂
I love this post… somehow puppies make us forget our other preferences, I suppose. That cute is overpowering. 🙂
Cuteness is a super power. There’s no other way of thinking about it.
When we’re stuck in traffic and need to change lanes, I ask Honey to stick her head out the window and use the power of cute to help us move over. We eventually find someone who gets so distracted by her that we can shift lanes.
You need to teach Bella this. You deal with much heavier traffic than we do. 🙂
This really made me smile – the things we do for love :))
Of course, if I find myself becoming attracted to men with hairy backs, I’ll have to blame it on the puppies.
ROFL…. I would NEVER love Richard Nixon- even if he was the cutest puppy in the whole wide world!
And yet there are few politicians more associated with a puppy than Mr. Nixon was. Remember the famous Checkers speech? (Well, I don’t remember it because I wasn’t born yet but it’s important enough to have its own entry in wikipedia: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Checkers_speech) 🙂
I kind of like Churchill’s jowels. In a completely platonic way, of course. 😉
Honey’s sister is so cute! I hope she ended up in half as good a home.
I like that Churchill was fond of poodles, myself. No wonder he was able to to spend all those long hours getting his nation through a horrific war and being bombed. He had a poodle to rely on.
Honey’s breeder keeps up with all the people who adopt her puppies. I’m sure she’s doing great. 🙂
Thanks for the smile! I needed that tonight.
Let’s see if puppies still make you smile in a few months when you find little stinkies on the rug. Or will that be Mr. Taleteller’s job to clean up? 🙂
OMG that puppy is so huggable! Maybe it’s the adorable combination of all of those things 🙂 Thanks for the mention!
These days I love puppies who I can hand back after lots of cuddles:) But there is no denying the puppy cute factor that you wouldn’t find at all cute in a human!
OMG – It’s RoseBud (from the movie, you know)! Now I understand how you came to bring Honey home. 🙂
So funny! (I actually met Richard Simmons in the eighties (long story) – anyway, I think I would have liked to hang out with him a little while – he was hilarious!)
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