Showing posts with label puppy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label puppy. Show all posts

Monday, July 18, 2011

Puppy Love


Good morning!  I had such a fun vacation and week away and so much to share starting with (drum roll please)  I got a new dog!  We have been dreaming about and shopping for a pooch for the family for awhile now and while we were camping I kept seeing dogs everywhere and just knew that the time had come.  So upon arriving back home I checked out our local shelters website and found just what we'd been looking for   - a terrier mix with wiry hair, 20 pounds, adult, boy and cute as a button!

I decided to go visit the shelter on my own with a plan to call Mr. Veen and the kids if it seemed like a good match.  I spotted our guy right away and quickly filled out the paper work needed to visit with him.  The minute he came into the viewing room he came right up to me and cuddled up and I knew that he was the one!  It was pretty much love and first sight and I am happy to report that Henry is adapting wonderfully to our little family.  He is fully house trained, crate trained and doesn't bark or jump on people.  He doesn't care about our kitties (although they aren't thrilled with him), and he absolutely loves going in the car and on walks.  I can't say enough good things about him.  He's the bees knees!

So expect to see more of Henry in the future and get used to my mushing and gushing because I'm in full blown puppy love!



Friday, June 3, 2011

Friday's Letter

Dear Mr. Veen:  I have never quite understood the logic behind getting up, showering, and then taking a nap.  Call me crazy (because I am!), but I prefer the reverse order to that equation.  Dear Ipod:  after only a two year relationship you have officially called it quits!  Your timing in this is less than desirable.  Dear pug puppy:  I cannot for the life of me get you and your squishy cuteness out of my head.  One word and one word only is saving me from going out and getting one of you right now:  poop.  Dear Justin Bieber:  after watching your documentary I officially have "Bieber-fever".  What can I say?  If loving you is wrong than I don't wanna be right.  Dear Saturday:  word on the street is that you intend to deliver 80 degrees and sunshine.  Yes, there is still hope for a summer!  And last to Mr. Veen:  you are the flip in my flop, the fizz in  my beer and the sparkle in my sunshine. 

Erin -- out!