spoiled rotten!

These two adorable faces will be spending their day at doggie daycare tomorrow. How unbelievable spoiled is that? We usually leave for work around 6:45am and we're both leaving work early tomorrow to head down to Richmond for the Paramore (!) show. We felt bad leaving them at home alone all day so they'll be at doggie daycare while we're at work... and sleeping at home while we're at the show. It's an even trade. They'll be nice and worn out by the time I pick them up in the afternoon. Just thinking about it makes me laugh. I won't deny that we're embarassingly obsessed with our dogs. For the time being, they're the closest thing we have to having our own [human] children. I often find myself talking to them while I'm cooking. Luke whimpers if I'm taking a shower because he loves the water so much so... I'll admit that I let him jump in occasionally. When I woke up this morning, Lila was warming my feet like the furball she is. Sometimes when she's sitting by herself in a room I'll ask her "what's wrong, Lila Belle?" or say "you're such a tired boy, aren't you?" to a sleeping Lukey on the couch. Then I answer for them. That's how I know I'm just a little bit crazy when it comes to these two. Just a little bit.