I got up to Redwood City post work, and let myself in to the house. ChaCha did the "I know you but you're here without Mom and Dad" freakout, and so I immediately sat down in the middle of the floor so he could come over and investigate who I was and whatnot. He was so nervous/excited that he peed on me while crawling in my lap. No, that's not what caused me to fall in love with him you sick bastards.
He spent the early part of the night a little wired. I laid on the floor and he played "find Klae's face" by crawling all over me and snarfling in my ears. When I laid on the couch to watch Dodgeball he decided to climb up with me and lick all of the coffee smell off my hands.
And then he got spastic.
So he got a brief (5 minute) time out in his crate, as I was instructed to do, and when I let him out, he'd calmed down and curled up on the couch and slept while I finished watching the movie.
He's just at that adorable big eyed, tripping on himself, I love everyone stage. And he smells like new puppy. :)
Off to the restaurant shortly. Hope everyone has a nice Weekend.