The Saddest Day

This post is the hardest one I've ever had to post, so it'll be a short one. Last night our sweet puppy (actually she's 8 years old, but we call her our puppy) Sophie decided it was time to go Home. She was diagnosed with congestive heart failure about a year and a half ago and last night it finally was too much for her and her little body couldn't handle it anymore, so we decided to let her go Home. It was definitely the hardest thing we have ever had to do, but we know that she's happy and not hurting anymore. We'll miss her so much.

Daddy Time

I went in to Dr. Utley's office to do a little work for a couple of hours last night, and this is what happened while I was away....some good "Daddy Time" don't you think? :)

Getting Started Early

We figured that it was about time to start Scott on how to help out around the house...you know, pull his weight and all. I mean, he is starting to eat more, so it's the least he can do in these troubled economic times. So last week Matt strapped Scott into a backpack and started the training...

I think he got the hang of it pretty quickly; he's definitely got the supervisory skills down, so it's not going to take much to actually get him behind the mower. Although, we will have to first make sure he gets the walking thing down - something that will probably happen within the next few months here, so stay tuned!