I can’t help it. He’s just too cute. Take a bow little boy. If you missed meeting him yesterday, here’s your second chance.

I’ve got just the right-sized hoodie pocket. He’ll fit in there all snuggly. Why don’t I just pick him up the next time I see him, stuff him in my pocket, and walk home????
No one will know. Right?
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Winston welcomes you to The Scottie Chronicles - a blog that began in 2009 as a voice for Stuart, a more than memorable black, brindle and white Scottish Terrier who captured hearts around the world. Stuart passed suddenly in December 2015 from cardiac hemangiosarcoma, a nasty cancer that took him far too early. If you love Scotties, please follow along. Arroooo!
Go for it! I’m sure no one would notice.
K! It’s a plan. Thanks for the permission! Woot.
How adorable!! Nope. No one would miss him at all. Snorts and oinks! XOXO – Bacon
That’s what I thought. No one would know he’s gone…….
Who could blame you? After all, you told us he left you with ‘bite marks and holes in my jeans’. And he also left them on everyone’s heart!
McDuff’s Mom
He did indeed. You should see my finger. It still hurts. And I don’t care!
Oh myyyyyy dawg! Welcome you precious little squirt
Lily & Edward
SQUIRT!!!! That’s a perfect moniker for the lil’ pup.
Oh he is sooooooo ADORABLE!!!!
Loves and licky kisses
Princess Leah xxx
I’ll be he’s gonna be a handsome man, too!
that sounds like a plan :o) and he is so cute, I would do that too :O)
OK. It’s a plan. We’ll BOTH do it!
Darling.
He is. Really. And truly. Just like you two!
Just do it…..
OK. I’m on it.
You better hurry. They grow really fast 🙂 but he is so cute! And I don’t let Rufus hear me say that don’t want him to get jealous:-)
You’re right. One minute they’re tiny and the next they’re big boys. Where does the time go?
We would never tell a soul!
You’ve got my back. GOOD! Thank you!
You’re bringing out the maternal instincts in me.
That’s a good thing!
Awww…what a sweetie!
He sure is.
It would have been easier to abscond with him when he was an egg.
That’s true. And I wouldn’t have torn jeans and holes in my fingers.