A while back, we lost our grand dog, Sadie to cancer. Many tears were shed.
She is greatly missed.
But this week, this happened!
Say hello to Layla. She is so cute and soft and sweet. Bear and Mikey P were down with the kids to help us pack and Bear decided to surprise them with this little girl.
Spoiled dog has three blankets.
Roxy surprised us all by being very motherly to Layla. She laid down next to her crate the whole time she was here and nervously watched the children play with her. Roxy is getting old. She is 9 or 10 if her paperwork from LA can be believed. We know she had at least one litter of pups and likely more. She still runs around like crazy now and then, but for much less time. She is also concerned about the move. She knows that something is going on, but not what. She spends much of her time with her head on my knee when I am sitting down, as if to say, don't leave me behind. Never, my friend. Never.
So we are in moving limbo. Half of the house is packed, and half is in the process. I am making many trips to St. Vincent dePaul. How can we have so much useless to us junk? I don't know, but St Vinnie's is the best at putting money to the poor and not to themselves, so they get my business.
I made a Thanksgiving meal for Bear's family and Mom and Dad. The guys worked hard and the Bear is amazing at packing and cleaning. Mom kept Randy on task, which is not as easy as you'd think. They deserved it. There is nothing that I like more than the sound of happy family gabbing and eating all around me.
Good thing. We have a "down here" family Thanksgiving on Saturday. Something to look forward to. The Bear and Mikey P said that they would be back in a week too. We shall see how that works out with school and their family up there. Sometimes the best laid plans go wonky. When ever it happens, yay!
Have a wonder filled holiday. Be safe and be happy!