Happiness is a warm puppy.

This is my puppy, Rumble.

She is the cutest damn thing you ever did see. Yes, I am biased, but yes, it is also a fact. Friends and family who visit our home melt and refuse to leave, unless they can take the puppy with them. (They can not.) My parents of course are particularly smitten by her canine charms. My mother has become an instant proponent of "puppy therapy", as she claims that all one's problems fade away when cuddling a soft and trusting little puppy. I think she's onto something.

This photo was taken when we first got her, at Easter. She is 4 months now, and gets cuter by the day.