I fell in love with his little black nose.

I remember looking at the picture in the email from the lady that owned him, falling in love with his black nose.

I remember walking into the house to pick him up, his little nose just as cute as can be.

Slowly the black nose is fading.

I feel like such a goof. Underneath the built up dirt and grime is a cute little pink nose.

I knew this was going to take an enormous amount of dedication to his grooming and bathing.

When we brought him home I gave him what I will assume to be his first real bath. He hated it, so we took care of business as quickly as possible.

His eyes must be wiped daily, because of the lack of eye lashes.

But his nose? I had no idea his nose would fade before my eyes.