We are in graduate school... the ultimate un-impulsive lifestyle.
We have a 30 year fixed rate mortgage. And you should have seen the spreadsheets that accompanied that decision.
But this month has been hard. Our dear Sadie passed away. Our relationship went through a bit of a rough time. Our most lovely friend continues to fight an unfair foe.
So we've decided to let a little impulsive joy into our world.
His name is Pilot.
Trent went by casually to the shelter and fell in love with this little fella. I went in the next day, and he came home with us. He is a 4 month old hound mix, incredibly snuggly and makes us deliriously happy. Why not?
He is spoiled beyond belief already, and has already had breakfast and dinner with us at Weaver St (and been played with by all the cute free range kiddos in Carrboro) and studied with Trent at the coffee shop next to the bike shop. Our goal is to expose him to as much as possible and enroll him in every puppy class available. He is learning potty training quickly and is nearly 100% with "sit." Lots of work to do...
but oh goodness... nothing heals your heart like puppy snuggles.