No Likey the Sweet Potatoes

This is what kills me about Molly; two days ago, she LOVED this meal. LOVED it in a scarf it down as fast as a baby can kind of way. Clapped hands for more. Mom declared hero.

Yesterday was a different story.

She was appeased a few minutes later with some Cheerios and a good portion of banana, so don't worry that I'm starving the poor child!

She's an opinionated young lass.

A Golden Oldie

R.I.P. Bridey

Got word tonight that Bridey, my in-laws' wonderful 3-legged Golden Retriever, passed away today. I only hung out with Bridey a few times over the last few years, but she was a lesson in patience and perseverance...what a complete sweetheart. I know her family will miss her terribly. If you've lost a pet, you can understand the grief that accompanies the death of a faithful family friend.

Lindsay will be upset, but Johannah will be devastated, so I can only imagine how Bridey's family feels.

It's amazing to me how our pets weasel their way into our lives and our hearts. Johannah fell head over heels for a 3-legged dog within minutes of meeting her. (She was so taken with Bridey that I had to convince her NOT to cut off the 4th leg of her stuffed animals in tribute. I'm not kidding.)

We rescued our Golden, Duke (through a great organization, GRRAND) in large part because of Johannah's love for Bridey. Molly's first laugh was because of Duke, and even when he drives us crazy, I think about how sweet and loving Bridey was, and I have to give Duke a little extra love. She influences us daily, and she never even knew.

So rest in peace, Bridey.

Good dog.