Another title that tells the story.
Holli and I have been thinking about getting a puppy and it got me thinking how much marriage is like getting a puppy.
In the beginning, everything is cute and even though there are a lot of changes in the daily routine and some extra time needed for pampering, it’s a lot of fun.
House training is a hit or miss proposition for a while. Sometimes there are messes to clean up, but since it is still in the learning stages, it’s okay. Eventually, you learn to communicate with one another.
After a while, though, expectations rise and you figure that it should know what it is doing and be able to understand you.
But with each success and failure, it’s just too cute to get too mad at for long.
(I hear the puppy is a challenge also.)
