Copper was super excited to see me when I came home tonight... but put a camera in front of his face and he refuses to give me the time of day.
Please, dear Jesus, do not let me become one of those crazed pet lovers that speak about their pets like they are their children.
I have no intentions of ever calling my dog "baby" or myself his "mom". He will never sleep in the same bed as me and he is not allowed on the furniture.
Whew! I think I'm OK so far.