It took me two years to talk Cliff into letting me get Sawyer. he called yorkies yappy little ankle biters. Well how time has changed my dear husband. He can't get enough of Sawyer. He is just besotted with our funny little furface. I just talked him into letting me get a biewer. Last night he even asked me if when I get my biewer, he could have Sawyer! As if!! Sawyer loves him to death, plays with him all evening, takes walks with him, shares anything yummy my husband is snacking on; but come resting time, he is all Mommys. If I leave the room when he is playing, he stops and follows me right away ( drives hubby nuts). I am very happy my husband loves my boy so much, and I really enjoy sharing; as long as my hubby remembers who is the Mommy in this picture
