I intended to blog every night last week. Considering that I just started back blogging, I'm going to count three posts as a win.
I intended to write something for my short story/novel/whatever last week. I only wrote one night. They say practice makes the heart grow fonder of writing...or something like that.
My problem is that if my butt ever hits the sofa, that's it, I'm done. I'm too comfy, too tired. Also, Mr. Daddy and I have so little time together that I hate to seclude myself in our bedroom where the computer is while he's in the other room. We may both be watching television if we're in the living room together, but at least we're together and can chat. If I had a laptop that might makes things easier. I could sit on the sofa and write, you know.
Toby is adjusting well to the household. He is the sweetest dog I've ever seen. He hasn't barked yet! He whimpers when we have to put him in his crate when we leave the house, but I've never met a dog that doesn't bark. He's very calm, for a terrier, and he has a bit of melancholy about him. Oh, he'll wag his tail occasionally but his eyes are kind of sad and he looks at us kind of wistfully. The man we got him from seemed very nice (though I'm beginning to wonder if they told us anything true about this dog!), but I wonder what his life was like before he came here.
He sleeps in the bedroom with us every night and he makes an excellent roommate. He clearly prefers Mr. Daddy and camps out on the floor next to the bed on Mr. Daddy's side. Last night I awoke to a strange sound. At first I thought it was Mr. Daddy talking in his sleep. It was a kind of mumbling, talking sound. I strained to understand what he was saying when all of a sudden I heard Mr. Daddy snore. It wasn't Mr. Daddy talking in his sleep, it was TOBY! I would give anything to know what he was dreaming about!
Here are some pictures of our latest addition. And believe me, Bubba is much more excited about having Toby around than he looks in this picture.
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5 comments:
Toby is adorable!! What a sweetie.
Licorice changed a LOT after we'd had her home for a while. In the beginning they're not sure they live with you, you know? He'll come around. :)
Yeah, I think the first few weeks aren't a real indication of their true personalities. He's very cute!!
She is beautiful!! I love that coat color-
I am so happy you are posting again. I had just found your blog before you took your blog writing vacation. Clicked over on a whim today and now I am playing catch-up.
Toby is sweet and you certainly didn't get him too soon. When our dog of 15 years passed away almost a year the kids convinced me to adopt a new dog within a week. Tippy is a joy. She didn't bark for probably 6 months and still hardly ever barks. Strange for a terrier mix, but I love her so much.
Toby is a cutie! I am sure he is happy to be home.
Look how gorgeous and shiny his hair is! I'm jealous! lol
The girls have been begging to get another dog. They'll sigh and say (dramatically, of course), "Gosh, I miss Cooper. She's in heaven. She died. " I haven't given in...yet.
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