Burglekutt and the Great Marital Compromise

Meet Burglekutt, aka The Great Marital Compromise.  Ever since Christopher and I (I usually call him Puppy, but to avoid confusion...) met he has told me of his great love of dogs; how playful and snuggly they are, how much he wants one, etc.  I was quick to tell Christopher that "I will never allow animals in my home."  So here I am with two cats and a dog - and a trail of formerly valuable property.      

Why would we name our dog Burglekutt?  It's a little...ugly?  It all comes down to the 80's film Willow, a true classic.  Val Kilmer's heyday.  Burglekutt was the naysayer of Willow, with an attitude and a bald head.  The name is so ridiculous it just stuck.  As a joke Christopher and I started calling each other by the name.  So when I told Christopher I was getting him a dog, it took us all of two seconds to name him.  Burglekutt!  Of course we don't always call him Burglekutt.  His name has morphed into Burgleboy, Sweet Angel, and when he is naughty within two feet of my Barcelona chairs, he becomes The Destroying Angel.

I was so excited to capture Burgleboy's sweet face.  I used my new Nikon F100 with Kodak Portra 160 film.  Both were firsts for me.  Kodak, you make some beautiful film.  By the way, Kodak experienced a major sales increase with their film in 2011.  Word on the street is that in 2012 they will continue to blow us away.  Can you blame them?  Their film is luscious.  Dear Kodak, if you want to send me your film to shoot up a beautiful storm, consider this post my acceptance.

         

Burglekutt expressed great concern to me that he be stylish, covered and comfortable.  He likes to dress sharply, so he chose this Martha Stewart sweater to exude a festive, masculine air that says "2012 come and get me!"

I am just enjoying his baby days now.  Soon he will be large.  Like, get-a-saddle-on-that  large.   

I am happy to say that I get it now.  I understand why people like dogs so much.  It's the unconditional love they give.  No matter what kind of day they've had they leap to the door to greet you, always excited just to see you.

Oh, I just want to weep when I see this picture.  He has stolen my heart.  Burglekutt is just a boy of 26 pounds.  Soon he'll grow up, gain independence, settle down.  At least I hope so!  Having an incontinent dog of 200 pounds may a bigger compromise than I compromised for...