Ahchiwawa! Not Another One

Its been awhile huh?! Not that anyone but me is reading this.  Anyway...I have added one more small bit of chaos to my otherwise semi-chaotic life.  This small bit would be a chih-weenie named Toby! Toby was originally rescued from an abusive home by my sister and mother.  He was a nice companion for Lilli, but Toby has a biting problem.  Well I would call it more of a nibble problem.  He is protectively aggressive and most recently bit a stranger walking down the sidewalk.  My sister and mother made the impossible decision to put him to sleep.  WELL...John was having none of that.  He says he will come live with us.  I say "WE ARE NOT ADDING ANOTHER DOG TO THIS HOUSE"! He says yes we are!  I chose to act like we had never had the discussion, hoping he would forget.  Now don't get me wrong...I liked Toby and he was a beautiful dog but I don't get emotionally attached to animals.  I love our two dogs because they make my husband happy, not because I had an overwhelming desire to own a dog! Back to my story...my parents invited us to dinner prior to the "day" which my mother had asked me to come to Casper to help her with.  Now my mom is an emotional wreck so she wants to talk about Toby...and I can not for the life of me figure out why this came out of my mouth. "John wants Toby to come live with us", was I out of my mind?!?! Instantly my mom was relieved of a large burden as she said she would be eternally grateful.  Maybe I thought she would say no and I could save face with my husband by saying "I tried" but alas she did not say no.  While my mother is offering him her next born child - which she will never have but you know what I mean, John is brushing it off like it was no big thing!  I'm thinking..OH NO...this was all you Mr. Bleeding Heart (Liberal) BAHHAHAHAHA! So now that I've come to terms that this is really going to happen, I decide a much needed nap is in order.  Off I go to the miraculous blue couch of heaven...and I don't suppose you know who follows me? Toby jumps up and plops his butt right down on me.  I promptly let him know that I'm not going to like him any more than I tolerate the other two, so he should definitely not get used to this.  And for 2 hours that dog did not move a muscle...like he was trying to make me fall in love with him by being all cute and adoring of me.  Damn it, it worked!  I was a little pissed by this too.  It was as if he knew that his "life" depended on melting my heart.  And it did...because he knew if that wall around my heart didn't melt that I would be resentful and bitter about having another dog in my house and that would have been no life at all for him.  So essentially we rescued each other and are on our way to mending both our angry, bitter hearts.  Toby has become my sidekick and goes just about everywhere I go.  He has demanded ownership of my lap and only shares a little.  When he can't lay on me, he lays near me watching my every move with that look.  You might be thinking how unfair it is to Soda and Maddox that I treat Toby so differently.  My heart didn't melt for just one dog...but for all three.  So when I am trying to get down the stairs and I have 3 dogs trying to be where I am, I just laugh and hold on to the railing!  It amuses me to watch them all play instead of frustrates and annoys.  I will be glad when John gets home from hunting so he can help with the loving...it is tough having 3 dogs wanting loved on when I only have one lap and two hands!  I couldn't be happier about our new addition and even better I can always call the parents to babysit for free!