My husband and I often have a discussion which goes a little something like this:
Him - "Is there anything you'd change about Ferdi?"
Me - "Well…his legs are a little bowed and his teeth are a little bucked and, let's be honest, he's not the smartest dog in the world. But, I guess those things are what make him endearing so…no?"
Him - "Which makes him the most perfect hound in the world"
Me - "Ummmm…."
Him - "You said there's nothing you'd change about him, right? So therefore he must be a perfect dog, the perfect dog."
Me - "Okay…"
I've learnt not to argue the point, as we just end up going around in circles. For hours. It's best to just admit that yes, Ferdi is a perfect hound. Looking at these photos, from our last night in Seoul, I'm kind of thinking the husband might just be right.
(Do I need to point out those paws?)