This post really got me thinking about when our Weimeraner Stella was a puppy. She was a mess! She was either chewing up something, pooping, throwing up, or peeing. And even while we were constantly cleaning up these messes, we couldnt be mad at her. She would look up at us with these little, bright blue eyes, just a tinge of mischeviousness in them, and we would completely fold, calling her cute and "playful."

In the end, as always, it was worth it. My two dogs are the best companions one could ask for, and every day they bring smiles to our faces.