Full honesty: they are not perfect angels. They shed. A lot. You will find fluff in your coffee, your keyboard, and possibly your soul. Vacuuming becomes a hobby, not a chore. And they have a notorious talent for finding the one muddy puddle on a clear day.
But honestly? You won’t care. You’ll look down at that muddy, joyful little face, and you’ll just laugh. Because how can you be mad at a face that looks like it just solved world peace and wants a treat as a reward? You can’t. It’s impossible.
