Dogs...

Most everyone knows I have two dogs. My kids are a brother and a sister, Will and Grace. They really are brother and sister…even though they look NOTHING alike. They are WONDERFUL. They just turned five. I adopted them in August 2004 from my aunt’s home at Kerr Lake (which is right beside my family’s place there). Her dog Wuppie had puppies…yes, I know. It’s quite Dr. Seuss. There were several puppies. I originally wanted to have two black dogs, to match my black cat. (Don’t ask…) Well, my cousin Evan gave away the last black male in the litter, so there were three puppies left when I came to get them. I wanted to have at least two, so they wouldn’t be lonely. What I should have done was take all three. It left one poor little puppy that eventually disappeared with her mom! Oh well..

So, I took Will and Grace home…they both fit in my hand…and Will’s feet didn’t fit his body yet. They were dirty…so they took a bath…and the water was RED. I had no idea Will was such a light color of yellowish white! And Grace wasn’t purple! They were great puppies…until they ate the linoleum off the kitchen floor…and the paneling off the wall…and the facing on the door. Yeah…you figured it out. Pets have destroyed my house.

They’re great dogs…even at five. J They’re the neighborhood watch dogs. They don’t bark, unless there’s something going on. They’re just the best!