This little creature has become an instant celebrity over here. He's adored by his entire Mile Hile Vogel clan. When I say "adored," I mean that to it's fullest extent. We can't get enough of his sweet nature and cuddly, teddy care self. Enzo was meant for us, without a doubt. Given the fact neither Tim or I have ever had a dog, we've been ridiculously blessed with this ball of fur. He's easy going, calm, potty trained, gentle, sweet, cuddly, non barking, non jumpy, playful and entertaining. His down sides? He about gasses us out of the room most nights, refuses to lick crumbs off the floor and craps about 5-6 times per day. That's a lot of poop to keep up on friends. And we've learned the hard way with two incidents of tracked poop on kiddo shoes in my clean house. Gross. So gross. We'll take the negatives given the joy he has brought to our children (and us adults if I'm being honest).
When he first came home, Cara brought over Miss Lucy for a puppy play date. It was the first time Enzo really came out of his shell. They were quite hysterical.
Mornings have become a favorite play time for the littles and their pup. So much so that Enzo needs to be crated in order to successfully get our booties out the door.
Yesterday brought our first family water fun day. The 80 degrees temps made this sprinkler a main attraction - not so much fort he dog. They kids tried relentlessly to get him in the mix, but he didn't succumb.
Our snaggletooth and his pup. A match made in heaven.
One last attempt to get Enzo in the water. Failed.
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