So, most of you may not know this, but I have a serious Welsh Corgi addiction.
I’m not joking when I say it’s becoming a bit of a problem. I spend way too much time googling cute pictures of Corgi puppies or gushing over corgiaddict.com (Yup, seriously).
People tend to get weirded out by Corgis all the time. I’ve found it’s a love hate thing. My dad used to say they look like their legs were sawed off. My co-worker says they look like worms.
But I LOVE them. They’re smart, and absolutely adorable. The leg/body proportions just crack me up. And they always look SO happy.
The obsession gets weirder because I don’t have a Corgi… and sadly, I will not be getting one soon. After my dad and stepmom got a puppy, I realized it’s basically like having a kid. And Lord knows I don’t have the time to deal with either of those.
For now, my other boyfriend, Sawyer will have to suffice. And he’s a pretty decent substitute, if I do say so myself.