Sunday, January 30, 2011

Pound for Pound Challenge


I pledged 25 pounds to the East Texas Food Bank!

Goodbye...

Our sweet Tessa died on December 23. We think she was hit by a car in the early morning. We let her out to do her thing and she didn't come back. Stan found her beside the road, not a mark on her. Tough way to face the holidays, but being surrounded by family helped a lot. Rusty has moved into the house. He is still crazy and intolerable at times, but his craziness is entertaining and he will even get in our laps for lovin'. When he goes down for the night, he plays "dead" in his crate or on his pillow. We believe God gave us a new dog before the old one left us...

Where are we going, Mom?

Where are we going, Mom?
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