Everybody that meets my dog

has offered to take him. Seriously. I may have to have a tracking device implanted under his skin. Sherie told me tonight that if we decide to get rid of him, she would like first dibs on him. That's pretty much the same thing 2 other people have also told me already.

I've never fancied myself a dog lover, but Atticus and I have a special relationship. He follows me everywhere. He waits outside the bathroom door for me. He lays under my recliner when my feet are up in the air. He sleeps with his paws slapped over my teddy bear at night right beside me. If my car windows are down, he jumps in my van and waits on me to take him with me.

I'm tellin' ya - the dog loves me and I'm not exactly sure why. He is the smartest dog I've ever been around. Perfectly behaved. 100% housebroken. Non destructive. Stands still while you bathe him. Great around kids.

I've got a great dog ----- or he's got me. Still figuring that one out for sure.