Tough Girl

"Vows made in storms,
are forgotten in calm." -- Thomas Fuller

Confession: I don't have much tolerance for babies... the actual child or adult kind. But when my girl dog turns it on, during the myriad of storms that the midwest tends to endure (see thudmunson.blogspot.com), I tend to have a soft spot. At least soft enough to take pictures of her meltdown while sitting in the laundry basket of Brett's closet!

The storm is upon us:

The storm has passed:
Meanwhile, the boy dog sleeps... like a dog: It's time for bed now:
We all try to help get Abby out of the closet (I hope she will always know we are an affirming household.):
This is gonna have to be a snatch and grab job:
Off to bed she goes... the storms have passed for petes sake:

(I'm sorry, I can't figure out how to turn the photo upright!)

Shuffles' Big Day

"You'll wake up on Easter morning,

And you'll know that he was there,

When you find those choc'late bunnies,

That he's hiding ev'rywhere." Gene Audry

Confession: We're awful Bunny Parents. We were good once. But that was before dogs took the coveted "cuddle spot." Now the bunny is lovingly tolerated.

But, Easter's her big day... and we weren't going to take that away from her! So we got a few pictures of her, with the Easter eggs that Brett and my Dad colored, while my Mom and I cooked! (Note to self: anticipate the obsessions, it'll save you a bundle.)