The danger of puppies

Sometimes I think Bubba is so cute that I don't know what to do with him.  He gets kisses, and cuddles, and hugs, and I talk to him (I'm really letting it all out here), but there's still that "he's so cute!" feeling at my core.  There's no relief.

Photo from: http://thedailywh.at/2011/06/22/interspecies-intermingling-of-the-day-11/?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=feed&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+feedburner%2Foicv+%28The+Daily+What%29

And part of me is glad I didn't have him as a puppy.  He likely looked like this.

It's too much!  I think I would have just spontaneously combusted from all the cuteness.  Or it would have gone something like this...



And he might not have survived.

So it's good for both of us that I never saw that.