Surprise! Less than 12hrs ago I was expecting to bring home this on Friday:
This is Ivy, the only girl from the "I" litter at work.
But then plans had to be quickly changed; Ivy went home to a new puppy raiser and I somehow ended up with this thing:
This is Bubba. I've dubbed him a bear cub because I didn't want to bring home a Schipperke.
But in a few hours he earned a thousand comparisons from Tasmanian Devil to a Velociraptor.
I'm only supposed to have him for a few days, but is it wrong that I'm falling in love with this continuously moving ball of fluff?!