On Saturday I met Fred. Not Freddie, even though we named him after Freddie Mercury, no… Fred. Our new pup.

Naturally, I fell in love with him. His little face, eyes, paws, smile and puppy smell. He made me feel so happy I could burst into a rainbow. He fell asleep on my chest as soon as I picked him up and, after a nap, started a clumsy puppy play smiling mischievously.

Fred is moving in with us in February. I hope Coop will love him as much as we think he would. Exciting times and sleepless nights are about to happen.