Another interesting day at work, or should I say … a section of businesses along a major freeway. Around 8:30 this morning, just as I finished my small lunch that required heating in the microwave, the lights flicker and them BOOM! Pitch black. Not even a backup light kicked on. It was like a modern day rock concert with cell phone lights flying everywhere. A couple seconds pass, and they’re on. Lather, rinse, repeat because this happened about 7 to …
Today is Sookie’s big day, a sad day. She is getting spayed. We all knew it was coming, but she didn’t which made it terribly worse to drop her off at Banfield. There I was filling out paperwork and signing my name, and some strange lady was holding her leash while guiding her to the back area.
Before we left I did manage to get some pictures of her. Here she is at 5 months old in all her beauty.
Another park visit with the girls, but this time their grandma came along. I think all three of them were really excited to spend the day together. Marla and Sookie had so many things to show this first-timer, like which trees to sniff … dogs to bark at … the watering-hole that we don’t visit. You know, typical teenage girl-dog stuff. Although we didn’t have very many pictures this go-around (because handling the pups is a full-time job) there were …
Omg! This Christmas blew all the others out of the water. Not saying that the others were weak, they weren’t, but just being in our own house, and decorating, and family time … add it all up and it’s perfection. We have our own little tradition, just as every family, that we do the family thing on Christmas Eve and then when we return home … BAM! … present time. Yeah, we don’t wait until Christmas morning because, well I …
This entry is rather late, because … well you can figure it out. We took Marla and little baby Sookie to the pumpkin patch, the same one we’ve been going to for 3 years, although I think we skipped a year, not sure I’ll need to ask the wife. Anyways, it’s really fun for the family especially the dogs because they’re not really grasping the concept, but hey they’re dogs. Every year it’s a little different, and by that I …
