Meet Riley

Hi Blogland! My name is Riley. Mom also calls me Riles, Ry, or Little Man. I respond to any of them. Heck, I would respond if you called me anything -- I don't really know my own name yet. My mom took me home Friday night after a date night with Pops. They weren't planing on adopting me, but what can I say? I'm a cute little one. It was love at first sight.

I'm two months old and a mere 2 pounds, but I have energy for days. My big brother Charlie is afraid of me, even though he's at least 8 times bigger than me. It's probably because he's a cat. I try to play with him, but he just runs away and watches me from the stairs.



I'm sure he'll warm up to me eventually...

I'm not potty trained yet, but who cares. YOLO! The great thing is the carpet in the apartment is already so disgusting that you can't even tell where I've had an accident. I like to be optimistic about things. Mom's trying to potty train me, and so far I've been doing good, but I like to leave a few surprises every now and then. Being perfect would be boring, right?


I love taking walks. My little legs move at the speed of light, but I still don't get very far. I made it all the way to end of the street and back last night -- five whole driveways! I took a looooooong nap after that one.

Speaking of naps, they're my favorite -- except for trying to eat my own poop (I'll grow out of it). I take some bomb naps. They're so great, I even drool.... all over Mom's arms. Sometimes, I even fall asleep sitting up.

Most of all, I'm happy to have a new family to love on me. Life is good as a puppy. Y'all best keep your eyes open for pictures of me, because who doesn't love puppies? You'll follow Mom on Instagram if you know what's best for you.

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