Now That We Have A Dog . . .

Now that we have a dog . . .

. . . Our snowy backyard can take on the color of white with yellow polka dots - with a few chocolate chips thrown in for good measure.

. . . We no longer can run around the "circle" from our family room, living room, dining room, kitchen, and back to family room. Road blocks abound - not because our little "someone" goes potty anymore. No, thank Heaven, that's in the past. But she still persists in this one thing: she likes to chew. What kind of things does she chew? Easy - anything of value (or stinky).

. . . I have a shadow -- and I love it.

. . . We have a "protector" from nasty squirrels, foreign dogs, and Pepper (the bird in our kitchen.) Don't expect any special protection from people though - she loves anything on two legs without feathers.

. . . Someone is ALWAYS happy to see me come in the door.