2. My front yard tree
3. Puppies
This week marks Mitch's homecoming countdown to 7 weeks left! Woot woot!
Sometimes I get butterflies when I think about it♥
Also, in the last couple weeks, the tree we planted in our front yard has been blooming like crazy!
Which I am really excited about because when I told Mitch how bare it was (not a single leaf on a twig) and that I hope it didn't die over the winter, he asked "well, have you been watering it?" .... err, I forgot that it has to be watered :/ the plants in the back in pots have a drip system and I totally forgot that I had to manually take the hose and water the tree and plants in the front yard. Ooops! Luckily it is a 'drought-resistant' tree. Needless to say, I have been better about watering it since then.
Anyway, I came home from work one day and realized, there are flowers blooming! (It didn't bloom at all last year). I was so excited, when I took a closer look, I realized there were tons, maybe hundreds of buds that would be blooming. Words can't explain how excited I was.
The first bloom I noticed.
This picture is from this morning. I just can't leave and come home without being happy after seeing my tree. I love it! Makes my day, at least twice a day! :P
Puppies, Puppies, Puppies!
Its no surprise that I love puppies. I had the chance this last weekend to puppy sit Mitch's friend, Dave's new Dalmatian puppy, Lucky. It was just for the day, but it was just enough to get me my puppy fix for a while.
Naturally, Sheba and Hunter liked to gang up on him, chasing him and wresting, but he was pretty scrappy. He loved running in circles around our loveseat, Hunter was pretty smart, he would chase him around a couple times, then would stop, turn around and surprise Lucky.
This first blurry picture is pretty much how the first half of the day went. Them just running around like crazy, non-stop.
Eventually they pooped themselves out, but Hunter is a jealous, grumpy butt. He would not have Lucky anywhere near his toys, me, or himself. He would whine and growl at Lucky if he was near any of the three.
Even this far away, Hunter would be making growling noises.
Eventually, he let Lucky get closer, but still not without protest.
Eventually, Hunter let Lucky cuddle like this. Apparently, this was the only way Lucky was allowed to cuddle with Hunter. Lol. Like I said, grumpy-butt.
Sheba was nice the whole time, and let Lucky cuddle anytime. Aww..







1 comment:
Wow, seven weeks! Are you already starting to homecoming planning?? We'll have to do something when he gets back. I would like for you two to finally meet Mike. Also, I'm a little homesick for Tucson. And I miss your dogs, lol.
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