I really, really love him. I feel bad because I've been so busy the last few months and haven't been able to dote on him like normal. And I can tell he's mopey because of it. But its probably better that it's happening now instead of when the baby comes. It seems like every time I turn my head, there he is. Just waiting. For me to give him loves and pets and hugs and treats. And maybe throw a stuffed toy or two. He's the sweetest dog I know. And I just love him to pieces.