I have a dog. She’s a Golden Doodle named Scout, and I love her to pieces. But my favorite breed of dog is the Great Dane. Let me just tell you how much I love Great Danes.
I don’t know when it started, but somewhere in the course of my life, I decided Great Danes were the cutest little *giant* sweeties I had ever seen, except that I had never actually seen one in real life. Continue reading “Puppy Pile”
Holy smokes. Last weekend was so full!
My husband and I ran some errands Friday night to get ready for the rest of the weekend. It was our town’s annual celebration. The park near our house is where all of the festivities happen, so we don’t usually get much sleep since the beer garden and live music close down around 1am.
It poured Friday night, though, so we didn’t have to be up too late. Saturday morning was the co-ed softball tournament followed by the parade. I’ve figured out the best way to get the most candy at parades. It’s crazy how well it works.
I didn’t play softball in high school, but Continue reading “Weekend Adventures”
I love my dog way too much. Ever since we got her I envisioned her being this sweet little cuddly beast, and that is just not how things have panned out.
She is sweet – probably one of the sweetest dogs I know. She loves everyone she meets, and she knows the names of our friends, and when we tell her they are coming over, she goes crazy.
But her kind of sweet is the same kind as the average two year old – sweet most the time and a huge grump when tired.
I imagined that she would want to cuddle with me every moment I was around, and when I wasn’t, she would Continue reading “I Have Done the Impossible”