It occurred to me that I never finished telling the story about the puppy that we got… sort of. No, I don’t mean I sort of forgot to tell the story, I mean we sort of got a puppy. I have been busy getting Mollie moved of to college. There is the new puppy, Koa, playing with our dog, Shiloh.
The reason I say we sort of got a puppy is because technically, he belongs to Dashawn, Mollie’s boyfriend, who is still living with us.
He said he would do all the work. That turned out about like you would expect with an 18-year-old. HA! But I did tell him that, if he ever breaks Mollie’s heart, the ownership of the dog reverts to me. He hasn’t signed the official document yet. I think he thinks I am just kidding about that part. I’m not.
Anyway, I spend more time with Koa than he does… and Koa loves me… so…
A cute puppy snuggling with my ugly, size 15 foot. Now that, my friends, is love.
So Dashawn got the puppy from some friends of his. And the thing is… (hey, thing, where have you been?)… that they had a few more puppies, and Dashawn’s mom got one. Koa’s sister, Nala.
So now and again, the siblings get to play.
I think Nala is harder on Koa than our dog, Shiloh, who is very gentle and sweet.
Nala is not as sweet as she looks. Okay, more puppy pictures later.
Pouring My Art Out 