You guys were so sweet to me last week when I had my little meltdown. Thank you for all of your words of encouragement.
Back in my better blogging days, I was the ‘picture post queen’. If I didn’t have much to say, I’d just post a bunch of pictures. Folks seem to like it as it was less time consuming than reading wordy posts, and it’s always easy to comment on a pretty picture.
I don’t know how pretty this next picture is….the bleached blond, not so much. But that cute lil’ black furball, absolutely!
I threatened Michael for several days after Major passed away not to show up with another dog. I though every other dog in the world was dumb and not worth my time….nothing could replace Major.
Monday morning, as usual, I went outside to hang out the wash. Major always went with me, sitting patiently for me to finish with his ball in his mouth. He always got some play time with me after the laundry was done. Except this Monday I just kept looking, longingly at the spot where he would wait. I’d had all I could take.
I returned inside, and did something I didn’t think I’d do for quite a while…….I looked up Labrador puppies in northern Portugal!
In a matter of about 6 hours, little Crimson became part of our family. Once I was ready, I was ready.
I’m not trying to replace Major….which will never be done. I’m just trying to fill our void and complete our family once again.
For the record, puppies sure are cute, but they pee and poop more than a newborn!!