I Don't Care Who You Are, That There's Precious

My husband and I have two toy poodles named Yuki (a girl) and Chewie (a boy). We got Yuki first and she is more the size of a true toy poodle. She is very smart and also very stubborn; I like to think that she takes after me :-) and if life were like the movie Revenge of the Nerds, then Yuki would definitely be a member of Omega Mu.

Chewie, on the other hand, is more the size of a small miniature poodle. He is Yuki's polar opposite. Basically, he is a doofus and only has two moods--happy and scared. I like to think that he takes after my husband :-) (just kidding baby). Chewie definitely belongs in the Alpha Beta house. He's definitely more athletic and dumb as a bag of bricks. Come to think of it, he is also a little cross-eyed just like Ogre (but is a nicer version of Ogre).

Chewie adores Yuki. He can't get enough of her. Yuki, however, is literally and figuratively a little bitch and will often growl at Chewie if he gets too close. Don't get me wrong, they get along fine and often play together, but you won't likely catch them sleeping in the same doggie bed.

So, imagine my surprise this morning when I turn around and see this...

No barking, not even growling. Just pure unadulterated cuteness radiating from these two. Seconds after taking the above shot, they decide to do this...

Altogether now....awwwwwwwwwwwwww. I felt such bliss at my two furry babies getting along and being so good.

Too bad Chewie had to go and roll in poop about an hour later. Well, I guess it's true what they say--sh*t happens.