Sleeping pup

Rob and I are certainly people of routine and it seems that our pets have followed suit. Cosmo, for example, is the baby of the family. We found him at an adoption fair, curled up in a corner amid the barking and chaos just a week after we were married. As it turns out, that level of calmness is the exception, not the rule.

Be that as it may, each morning, Cosmo shoots out of the bedroom for his morning backyard romp. As soon as he comes back in, he races back upstairs, gets back in bed and sleeps until breakfast. Even with full range of the house during the day, he won't return to his bed after that until evening. And though he is cute without even trying, I can't help but find him that much more adorable when he puts himself to bed.

Despite the temptation to take a picture of him during his early-morning nap, I hate to do anything that might disturb him during one of his rare quiet moments, so instead, a more common Cosmo sight, for your viewing pleasure:

P.S. His foster mom, who rescued Cosmo's mom, said he was born with his nubby tail
P.P.S. Photo by Rob, of course.
P.P.P.S. A hearty "way to go!" for anyone who can guess who Cosmo is named after