Greetings once more from Middle Tennessee, where the "bless his hearts" flow like honey. Speaking of honey, Izzy has found her balm in Gilead. Meaning, she's kinda starting to like our new situation. Let's think about it from her perspective: she gets my undivided attention and pet momma love. No Dallas to nose her way in, no Nick to steal me away. Just me and my puppy BFF. She's been getting walks every day (sorry about today Iz, but it's just too rainy!), lots of fetch, even more lap dog time, and (the best part in her puppy opinion) having me asleep on ground level right beside her. A pup could get used to that, right? The lack of furniture and other Scholzes also makes it much easier to keep me continually in her sight, which is very important when one's doggy mind is obsessed with not getting left behind.
As for me... I'm really over this. Squatting in my own house is not exactly my idea of fun. I'm tired of eating peanut butter sandwiches off paper plates and only having a daily selection of 6 pairs of shoes. How much can a girl take?! But we are certainly in the home stretch... the Bethie train rolls into H-town in only 8 days! Woohoo!
w for the win
10 years ago
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