Last night we had a visitor. Her name is Rosie. She is my brother’s dog and she is the sweetest, smiliest, waggiest little thing.
When Moo was first new, we took her to visit Rosie, and she was so little – Rosie looked huge next to her. You wouldn’t believe it now though – Moo looks like a Monster-Pup in comparison.
Of course, there was very little sleep to be had last night. The excitement was just all too much. A little power nap here or there, and then off and running. I wonder what our new neighbours thought of squeaky toys and hoofs thumping up and down the hallway at 2.00am?
Of course, there was not much crochet to be had… but stay tuned.