Remington at eight weeks

There is absolutely no point to this post other than I can't even handle how cute this puppy is (when he's not biting/chewing/having accidents). I could definitely just instagram one of these pictures but the thing is that my last THREE posts have him in them and a fourth would really plant me solidly in "crazy dog lady" territory.

So basically what I'm trying to say is if you hate puppy eyes or little white whiskers or happiness close your browser now.
If our future children are half this cute, I'll die happy. Although I'd prefer they be less furry and less crazy about a game Remi fondly plays called bite the toes and RUN AWAY AS FAST AS YOU CAN.