A couple years ago — the wife tells me it was on July 1, 2007 — we bought a dog.

Because secretly (or not-so secretly) the wife makes all the decisions, we bought a tiny papillon and named it Ginny Weasley. That’s right, after the character from Harry Potter.

Anyway, as the past two years have gone on, the little bugger has grown on me. I still get annoyed when she barks like crazy as I walk out the door in the morning or jumps at the bathroom door like she’s losing her freaking mind any time I turn on the shower, but I know it’s not because she is a bad dog, it’s because she gets upset when I leave.

I’ve never been the most sentimental guy, but something about this stupid dog gets to me.

So anyway, there I was this afternoon during a lull at work, uploading her pictures and profile to dailypuppy.com. You can view her profile here.

So yeah, just chop up my man-card, I know I deserve it.