My dad and his beautiful bride, Kelly, recently adopted a puppy. His name is Hank. I happen to think he's absolutely adorable. He turned 10 weeks old on Friday the 4th. I got to meet him yesterday for the first time. Here are just a few pictures of the cuteness.
For the record, I've had puppy fever since I was 16 years old. That's a LOT of years to really, really want something. But so far, my life just hasn't been one that would be fair to a dog. And until that changes, I'll simply have to make do with soaking up the puppy kisses from other peoples' dogs.
I'll be seeing hank again in about a week, so you can expect more photos soon.
I am a Christian. I am a wife. I am a daughter. I am a friend. I have babies in heaven. I take pictures. Love to write. I strive to show compassion.
Derek is also a Christian. He is a husband - to me. An amazing husband. He loves intensely. Laughs freely. He is strong. I am amazed when I consider that he chose ME. I love him. He loves me.
This is my Gramma. Eileen. Of everyone I have ever known, she is the one I desire to be like. She was wildly compassionate. Generous. A woman of integrity. Goofy. Cute. My hero. She is in Heaven.
Bayleigh is intense. She is small. She is beautiful. Sweet. Wild. Mischevious without limits. And she chirps.
Furbis is the epitome of catness. He is handsome. Big. Sweet. Dangerously intelligent. Strong. He breaks things. And talks.
Calliah is special. Furbis chose her. She is sweet. Not very smart. Funny. Pretty. Puts her toys in water. And the more she loves you, the harder she bites.
Izzy is super sweet. She's pretty. Passionate about playing. She licks things. She doesn't talk much. Snuggles a lot. And sleeps on my head.