My Fur Children

Another snow day today! These kids are just having the best year ever! And, of course, I just received the message from my husband that tomorrow will be yet ANOTHER snow day. Whoop. ;)

So, like any good mother, I sent my Boo Bear out this morning to play in true "Christmas Story" fashion. He wasn't too happy about the face mask. What can I say? I worry.

 While he's out rolling around in the snow, I want to introduce you to my fur babies! We'll start with our miniature dachshund Wastegate. The story on his name is for another day. 

Yes, his tongue is always like that.

He's a good baby. Not a lot going on inside that head other than "sleep!" "eat!" "sleep!" "poop!" "sleep!" and so on... But that's why we love him! He's such a sweetie and loves kids. 

Why are you bothering me? Is it poop time or eat time?

Is that a camera or my next meal?

Now on to our Plott Hound, Charlee. Our angel with fur. She has eyes that can see into your soul, and I swear this dog senses every emotion. 

She's not too happy about me taking pictures during her nap time.

Josh often jokes that if she were a woman he'd marry her. I reeeeeaaaaally don't think he's kidding. Those two are inseparable.

Angel Eyes

At this point she's pretty annoyed with me, so I leave her alone.

Both of our babies are rescues and we encourage everyone to do the same. Adopt! Don't shop!