My Baby
As many of you know, I don't have any children. Don't worry, I'll survive for now.
But even though I have no official offspring, I do have a puppy dog (and you need to know that I refer to all dogs as puppies, regardless of their age or size), named Nadra, that I absolutely adore even though at times she is the bane of my existence. (I hear kids can be like that too.)

Anyway, my dog-baby had her very first professional photo shoot (and when I say professional, I mean done by my roommate. And when I say photo shoot, I mean that Wendy got bored and pulled out her digital camera.)
Now, even though there is a sad lacking of chiffon, lace, or furniture props (I really think it would great if Nadra could be pictured popping out of an Easter egg while balancing a chick on her head) I totally dug the ultra-close-ups. I think this comes from the fact that Nadra is normally seen in ultra close-up as she sneaks in for a kiss.

She recently finished obedience training. So now I take her for walks (and not vice versa). She lies down when company is over and doesn't bother everyone. She also comes when I call her every time. I'm still working on teaching her how to fetch my ringing cell phone, do my math homework, and make me a sandwich. (Don't worry, I won't give up until she's mastered it all.) Even if you hate my dog, I know you secretly love my dog (in your heart of hearts, you know she's really awesome). Now I'm off to convert the rest of the world to "Nadra-ism" (does that make me a "Nadra-ite?")