So, I've been going through some crap lately, to the point that visits from my family have increased exponentially. It stems from my medical mystery [A.K.A. WTF is with my stomach?].
None of that really matters now, though, because I HAVE A PUPPY!
His name is Bizmark, he weighs 6 lbs at the moment, and he is made of awesome cuteness.
( CUTENESS PICSPAM )
My brother spent the weekend with me and we picked him up on Saturday afternoon. He's been checked over by the vet and up to date on shots and deemed healthy. He's sleeping in my lap as I type, and he's pretty quite most of the time. Now I just need to housetrain him and get him to stop crying when he's in his crate.