That is the question that Roger asked me this morning. We have a new little girl staying with us.
This is Miss Mia, she is three years old and a real sweethart. She came from a home where she was love and spoiled just as doxies are suppose to be. Unfortunately a baby came into the house and Mia had trouble sharing the attention. This happens so many times to this breed. We have been lucky through the years. When we had our first Doxie he adjusted well to Rich's arrival. Then when Rob came along it was like, ok whatever. The rest of the Dahlenburg pack are a little unsure about this new arrival.
Lucy is the undisputed queen here at Ladybug Cottage. She is very short on patience with Mia. Of course Mia was the queen at her house, so the two queendom's are colliding. So far it is a bit of a power struggle but I think they will each figure out their place.
Sweeney would really, really like it if she would just stay off my lap. Which brings us back to Roger's question. Yes I have enough love to go around. I have enough love for ten dogs, but is that best for the dog. I think Miss Mia will be happier in a home where she will be the queen again. She is a wonderful little girl and I hope that DRNA will find that home for her.
Yes I am going to do my best to be a great foster mom, and when Lois finds just the right home for her I will kiss her good bye and be happy for her.
Yesterday I was looking at blogs and I came across one that spun me back 34 years. It seems this blogger has just found out that a baby is on the way and it is due on July Seventh. I thought back 34 years when I was feeling that same wondrous change in my body. My husband and I had wanted to add a little one to our family for awhile. I was beginning to despair of it ever happening, but a trip to the doctor proved me wrong. When I went I remember being afraid, afraid that I was, and afraid that I wasn't. The doctor did the exam and then asked if I would like to hear the heartbeat. The sound seemed to me like a small bird just flapping his wings. The tears of joy came to my eyes and I could not believe the miracle of it all.
I tried to figure out a fun way to tell Roger it was really going to happen. I decided to stop at Wal-Mart and buy a little outfit to hand to him when I walked in the door. I knew in my heart and without a doubt that this baby was a little b…
I SEE THE MOON
AND THE MOON SEES ME
GOD BLESS THE MOON
AND GOD BLESS ME!
I have no idea where that little ditty came from but it seems to fit with this picture. I stepped outside the other night and this was shining down on the Illinois Prairie. The January full moon is called the wolf moon. According to native American lore the wolves would howl out side the villages because food was short.
Sunday is a very special day for me. We start our day by going to church. Roger and I are Lutheran. I love the Liturgy. It is scripture based and so beautiful. Today we celebrated communion and my dear friend Pam (who is my daughter-in-Love's mom) and my husband was on either side of me and I felt so close to my Heavenly Father. After church we go out for breakfast then relax the rest of the day.
I hope every one has had a great day, Super Bowl is on right now and they are waiting out a power outage. Sometimes things are just not in your control no matter what …