Jacket: H&M | Top: F21 | Jeans: American Eagle | Flats: Target | Necklace: F21 | Bracelet: Kohl's
The wee nugget has become my prodigy.
This was never supposed to happen. She's not supposed to be my dog - I have a dog. He's in the other room watching Boyfriend play Madden in an interspecies display of dude solidarity. (Happens all the time - Boyfriend even took him on a beer run once. And to get ice cream on his birthday.) Boyfriend wanted a husky. I wanted a nice, sweet golden retriever who doesn't sass and doesn't act like a cat.
What she lacks in golden retriever, she makes up for in sheer cute.
What she lacks in golden retriever, she makes up for in sheer cute.
It should be noted that the slobber on the mirror in the background is, shocker, not mine. Mind boggled by the prospect of having a twin in an alternate universe that moves exactly when she moves, Nugget spends an inordinate amount of time in front of the mirror.
Unsurprisingly, she's also more photogenic than me:
Unsurprisingly, she's also more photogenic than me:
Fur baby: Petfinder.com | Collar: Petco, intentionally chewed for that sought-after distressed look
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