viva las vegas

It seems the natural course of things for new homeowners. You experiment with paint color. You buy some furniture. You get a puppy. After years of renting, when pets are forbidden, it is the most freeing act to bring home a barking, peeing, pile of fur that you are finally able to own. We could not resist such a temptation, and thankfully, Matt's parents couldn’t resist either. On Christmas Eve, we were surprised with a cute little retriever complete with a big red bow. I hate to fall into such a cliché word trap, but it truly was the best Christmas present ever. We named her Vegas.