A new puppy
A new puppy
Saturday July 26, 2008
My grown son Brian just got a new puppy. If you've never seen the movie "My Dog Skip" it is a must see. It is a love story between a boy and his dog. This was a favorite movie at our house, so there is no surprise here that both of my grown sons have dogs. Brian and his girlfirend Anne hosted a backyard gathering and picnic at their home today to introduce "Hunter" their new 7 week old Black British Labrador puppy. The immediate family all came including; myself, my friend Bill, Brian's older brother Brent, his sister-in-law Sarah, his 3 yr. old nephew Caleb, his 11 month old niece Taylor and his friends Scott & Tisha too. The guest of honor "Hunter" was very cute, playful and still had that wonderful puppy smell (I think little puppies smell like cookies). We played with the puppy, we kicked a new red soccer ball with Caleb and we celebrated each of Taylor's first steps that she triumphantly took on her own. If playing with the kids and a new puppy wasn't enough my friend Bill (a lawyer by occupation) and Brian's friend Scott (a war & history buff) provided entertainment with a heated ongoing political debate that just barely stayed within the boundaries of friendly conversation. Brian and Anne's backyard was perfecty manicured. Brian has definetly done a lot of work in the yard and his landscape and gardening skills show. We all marveled at how picture perfect his gardens were. Caleb especially liked picking the ripe raspberries. For dinner Brian made Kabobs on the grill for everyone. The Kabobs were great and so was the homemade potatoe salad. Taylor loved Uncle Brian's homemade potatoe salad too. Besides the raspberries Caleb loved Anne's brownies. When it was time to leave I echoed my grandson Caleb's sentiment "but I'm not ready to go yet". I told Caleb not to worry we all would be together again next Sunday at Grandma's house on the lake including "Hunter" the new puppy, because next Sunday we're all going to celebrate Caleb's dad Brent's birthday. I love family gatherings. Celebrate lfe whenever you get the chance. These are the precious moments that become the good old days and you don't want to miss a thing. More is more!






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