Boone's Best Friend

Everyone, I'm ashamed to say, Boone has a best friend and it isn't me. This is the day every mother dreads, when their baby would rather hang out with some hoodlum than their dearest mother. Or at least that's what actual-moms say. I dunno.

Boo's boo is named Blue. (Say that five times fast. I'll wait).

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Blue isn't really a new friend, he originally joined our family when Boone was only a baby. This isn't even the first Blue; it's the third. This Blue was a Christmas gift and Boone's eyes lit up like...like...a kid on Christmas morning...

I knew I'd been replaced when Boone refused to go on a walk without Blue. Boone needed to go out at 2am for a potty break and Blue came with.

Boone even knows Blue's name. I can say "go get Blue" and the damn dog actually does it! I didn't even teach him that. Either he understands, or Blue is literally on his mind all the time. And while most of Boone's toys last t-minus 2 hrs, Blue has made it almost a month with only a broken squeaker in one leg and a little scratch on the nose. Boone cares for him like Blue is his baby.

It's adorable.