Vinnie and Marisa

Love watching Vinnie and Marisa together. He freaks out when he sees her, runs laps around the coffee table, whines... "I'm kind of a big deal," she says, understandingly. I think it dates back to the day I adopted him, 3 years ago. Marisa was his first friend, going with me to pick Vin up from the doggie shelter. He thanked her by getting sick in her lap on the ride home. True friends.

Vinnie's women

Tonight on my walk with Vinnie, 4 young women approached us, all oohing and aahing over him. He was loving it. Reminded me of the time Marisa and I took him to a dog-friendly bar on Capitol Hill and a woman asked if she could "borrow" him for a bit to show her friends. He was 12 weeks old and already a handful, so I said "Of course!" He came back 20 minutes later, looking happy and content. For the rest of the evening, he chilled under the table while we fed him ice cubes. Love this guy.

Besides Vinnie peeing approximately 74 times on the way to the post office, we still made it there before it closed. Yay.

It's so weird having a 15-year-old sister who is so much cooler than I am. Oh, who am I kidding. Even my dog is cooler than I am.

I love Vinnie, but sometimes his beagle nose turns a 20-minute walk into a 6-hour walk.

Body Check

Every so often, Vincent will decide it's time to play "Body Check." He gets a running start, gallops straight at me, and then throws his body right into mine. And then repeats that a few dozen times. I don't know if he thinks we're playing hockey, or I'm a lot tougher than I look, or he's just trying to mess with me. I gotta watch out for that crazy look in his eyes.

Nothing better than reuniting with a dog that hasn't seen you in 4 days. It's such an ego boost. <3