Now I took these photos myself and well that's not a flattering shot of my backside. How did that get loaded? So bare with me I don't have thumbs, my mom keeps saying they're on back order. I don't think I believe her anymore.
We all seem to be doing OK. My dad absolutely LOVES his new job and my mom can't wait to get settled in to find a new job herself, she really didn't like her old one. My Grandma's and Grandpa are great, they feed me stuff from the table when my parents aren't looking. I've gotten to see my cousin Harper a bunch of times, I love her because she's at the perfect sniffing height, and I can follow her around the house now that she's mobile. My aunt's and uncle (and uncle to be) are really fun. I get so excited when I see them that I run around crazy in the yard. And I'm told that pretty soon I get to see Ernie* again. I haven't seen him since this past fall. I hope he hasn't forgotten me. I get so nervous around him, he's so big and handsome.
Oh and Welcome to the Dog Daze of Summer. 90+ degrees in May!? I don't even want to think about August. Stay cool, and cool.




















