Vinnie! When has that EVER been ok to chew on? NEVER! Just pulled my blanket out of the warm dryer, and Vinnie puts it in his mouth.

When Vinnie kisses my face, I wipe it off, but try to do so without him noticing so I don't hurt his feelings.

Vinnie's grandma wrote on my Facebook wall:
Thanks for letting us have Vincent for a few days. He's getting ready for bed now.

I'm always half relieved & half saddened whenever Vinnie's grandmother takes him for a few days. He's my little buddy, but he does love his grandparents.

I always get a little nervous when, out of nowhere, Vinnie smiles at me expectantly & starts jumping up & down. It's like, "What do you have planned now?"

I need to exercise more. Just tried to do push-ups & Vin freaked, rushed over, attacked me w/kisses, & didn't know whether to climb on top or crawl under me.

My downstairs neighbor started singing last night. Vinnie got all concerned and scared and started barking. I thought she sounded fine.

Rad. Vinnie just got distracted by rap music and a sports car in our parking lot.

Sometimes I leave Vinnie outside the grocery store for a few minutes. When I come back I always ask, "Did you make any friends while I was gone?"

What a sweetie. Vinnie got me a photo mug & a card for Valentine's Day. All I got him was a puppy cone from Dairy Queen, & that was free. :P

There's only 1 thing that can make me bolt out of bed. The sound of Vinnie trying to vomit. Gross.

Things Vinnie is afraid of, #327: Tire swings. This kid cracks me up.

Every time I vacuum, Vinnie acts like I have a personal vendetta against him. It's not all about you, Vin. Surprise.

Scared Vinnie today by turning on the garbage disposal. He looked SO offended, like, "Why would you DO something like that to me?!"

A sign I need to go to work out more: Went to the empty gym today & brought Vinnie. He looked so confused & tried to join me on the treadmill. Cute though!

VINNIE! Was subconsciously hearing chewing noises in the background for about 2 minutes, then looked up & discovered a hole in my blanket. Geez.

A friend said: I firmly believe a dog as awesome as Vinnie could get by just on his good looks, but it doesn't hurt to have a skill...

I'm not a bit embarrassed to say that I've now successfully trained Vinnie to give kisses on demand. Ok, maybe a BIT embarrassed. Whatever. XOXO.

I'm not a bit ashamed to say that I've now successfully trained Vinnie to give kisses on demand. Ok, maybe a BIT ashamed. Whatever. XOXO.

That's coming out of your allowance...

Whenever Vinnie breaks something or eats it, I send him a bill. At last tally, he owed me about $6,000,000. I'm confident he'll pay it soon.

Can we get some adult supervision?

A few days ago, Vinnie and I were goofing around on some playground equipment. From the way he and I were behaving and just generally interacting with each other, it seemed we were daring each other to jump off of increasingly higher steps and ledges. The highest one was probably too high... Can we get an adult to please come supervise us next time? We're like 2 crazy, irresponsible children.

Life before Vinnie: Clean. Quiet. No puppy blog. Crashing on friends' couches. Knowing my socks only moved when they were on my feet. Life with Vinnie: HAIRY.

I'm sufficiently happy with the amount of dogs and puppies featured in this year's Super Bowl commercials. Very cute.

Holy moly. Hundreds of dogs here at Marymoor. Lost Vinnie for a few minutes but then saw him running towards me with a big smile. He went swimming too.

Sometimes I wish Vinnie would answer my calls, texts, and tweets while I'm in the shower.

I'm not making this up. Vinnie just climbed on top of the bed, rested his head down next to mine, & wrapped his paw around me the best he could. Sweetie.