We are currently en route home from Iowa where we spent t-givs with family and everytime my mom hits one of those bump things on the side of the road, he jumps and climbs even further into my lap. This would be fine if he were a little dog and could fit into my lap. But he is not. My baby is a four year old Chow-German Shepard-Lab-Golden Retriever mix.
I personally think he is the most beautiful dog ever, but the fact remains--he is huge. But he thinks he is lap dog size and therefore I've had to share the army cot I slept on for the last week with him. But love will do just about anything :)
I meant to write about thanksgiving and my whole break but we just hit another bump and now I can barely move my arms and I'm typing this on my phone anyway. More when I get home. In like 12 hours.
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