Just before I woke up, I had a bizarre dream that my husband came home with some Italian breed dog and announced that he bought it for us to eat for dinner. That's what it was bred for.
"Of course, we're not going to eat it!" I declared. "What's his name?" And the dog became ours.
It probably had a lot to do with watching this Budweiser Super Bowl commercial. I should really watch the other Super Bowl commercials to be fair, but this one has my vote!
Both are very cute. I would never consider either one of them for dinner. Well, having them come to dinner maybe.