I love Pittys. Hell, I love most breads, and I firmly believer that there are no bad dog, just bad owners.
This morning, I woke up, tired, and not particular cheerful about dragging my ass into work. But my dog, Toby, was a bundle of happiness. Happy that it's a new day, happy to see me, happy to have breakfast. Dogs keep me in check and always provide me with a different perspective on life.
Glad that your life has been enriched by this little guy.