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.