I haven't posted in a little while, and I wanted to make sure you guys had something to look at. I don't have a lot to say. I'm mostly being very domestic and hanging out with my dogs. This is by no means a bad thing, and I might be inclined to just stay this way. I've always believed myself to be one of those career types. Maybe I still am, but the career is homemaking. Eh - We'll see where the road leads.
I'm happy to announce that my older brother has returned Stateside safe and sound. For those of you who actually know me, this has been a pygmy elephant in the living room for the last two years. Here's a very brief step onto the soapbox. Whether you're for the war or against it, whether you believe we should direct rebuilding efforts or not, please be supportive (or at least not dismissive) of members of the military and their families. The men and women who opt to join the military are a part of a rare breed of people (police officers, firefighters, and other emergency responders fit the bill as well). How many of us would truly be able to manage daily laying our lives on the line when we go to work? To leave family and friends and the comforts of home for months or years on end to perform a thankless task? I could go on, but instead here's this: before you condemn, place yourself in that individual's shoes and see how they fit. Removing politics and theology and whatever else for a moment consider: could you do what they do?
And now it's time for a BEAGLE UPDATE!!! She's fine. We're going to keep her another month, we think. She's growing quickly, has become downright leggy, and has almost all of her adult teeth. She and Otto have super bonded, and get upset when separated. GF has taken to walking the dogs on alternating nights (we have three, you'll recall), and they get terribly upset when he takes one of them. I'm hoping that soon I can walk with him or he'll feel comfortable taking them all together. Until that day, I suppose they'll just have to be close when not on walks, like this:
Yes, that platform she's propped herself and her toy on is Otto's back end. And while this picture was snapped just before he got up and walked off, she'd been doing this for about 15 minutes off and on. She snuggles next to him on the couch, and he tolerates it when he's too tired to care. If he does leave and she stays sleeping, he'll come back and look at her. I can't say if he's upset she's in his spot or if he's checking on her. I prefer to think the latter. It's much cuter and avoids the impression that my 85 pound shepherd/lab is being bossed about by my 17 pound beagle.