Happy August!
This months blue moon is on the 31st. Neat huh?
Are you watching the Olympics? I'm trying but all the good stuff is on after I go to bed. I think NBC is doing a crappy editing job.
Other than the Olympics, I saw a couple
nice stories in the news this week;
and this one;
I like them both.
This morning I had an opportunity to tell one of my favorite "puppy Greta" stories.
You know, when we brought her home she weighed 3.5 pounds and was 6 weeks old. Man she was tiny ~ like a beanie baby! We had a bed for her, the kind with sides all around it. But she was so tiny she couldn't get in or out of it by herself. So that's what we put her in when we went to bed. We took turns getting up with her so she could potty but for the most part, the bed worked pretty well....for a couple weeks. One night after we went to bed, apparently she discovered she was big enough to climb out, so she did. She walked right out of the bedroom and got 1/2 way down the hall on her really big adventure before she PANICKED!
"OMG, where's my hoomans? Where am I? MOMMMMEEEEE!" And she started doing that puppy scream! Whoa is that every startling to wake up to. I stumbled out of bed into the hallway thinking the worst! Then I saw her just standing there, looking so scared. I called her name and she looked up, saw me and came running! I felt so bad for her. Poor little thing. After that we started putting her in the crate at night. She's the sweetest dog.
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