Monday, June 27, 2016

Harper's first vet appointment

Did you know babies don't go to the vet? They go to something called a pediatrician. Noted. 
So Harper's first pediatrician appointment was this morning. She checked out a-ok! She's back to her birth weight (7 lbs, 15 oz) and as a special treat, enjoyed her first trip to Target with Beth. 


A new sheriff in town

Amos and I have accepted there is a new sheriff in town.  It was pretty clear when Beth forgot to let us back inside last night. Truth be told, it was kind of nice to sleep under the stars on a nice summer night. Back to the sheriff, check out those guns! Get it? Guns? Like biceps? Because Harper looks like she's flexing?


Sunday, June 26, 2016

I've been replaced...

...as Beth's favorite photography subject.  Amos too.  Looks like that honor is now Harper's.
Or the nest of baby birds in hydrangea tree outside.
But mostly Harper.  Especially when she's relaxing with Michael.  

Saturday, June 25, 2016

Harper Elizabeth!

I'm excited to reactivate the dog blog! And for good reason. Amos and I have a new little sister. She only has two legs and no tail but we love her nonetheless. Michael and Beth think she's perfect. 


Sunday, April 12, 2015

How much is that doggie in the window?

Trick question! I'm not in a window. I'm in a patio door. Super trick question! I'm not for sale! I just like hanging out near means of egress. 

Sunday, September 21, 2014

Happy birthday...to me!

I'm 49. And don't look a day over 45. Don't you agree?

Saturday, July 12, 2014

Some days I think I'm a cow

Mostly the days when Michael mows. There's something about fresh grass clippings that I can't resist. Maybe I'm part Brown Swiss.