Overwhelmed.
That is all I know to say to describe my life these days.
Blessed and totally overwhelmed.
Overwhelmed with stressful things,
overwhelmed with sad things,
overwhelmed with really good things too.
Like Charlie.
He is the newest member of our family.
He's a 17 week old Goldendoodle and he's perfect.
No, really.
Perfect.
He doesn't jump, he doesn't chew. He merely whimpers when he needs to go outside, because yes, he's housebroken. He's affectionate, he's smart and he makes my heart happy.
I've had him only 4 days and already he walks on a leash at my heel on my left side with little to no tension on the lead. He walks like a pro next to my big double stroller when we go to the lake. He can sit, lay down, come and we're working on stay.
He's gentle with the girls and calm. SOOO calm. Even when someone new comes to the door, he just sits down, watches them for a few moments and approaches slowly to start sniffing.
Love him.
Perfection in a dog.
