for Katie Jo

This post is dedicated to Katie, Sarah, Christine, Carrie (Oh, how we miss you!), Kristin, KK, and Josh.

When I was in high school my friends used to make fun of me because I'm not much of an animal person.  What kind of a person doesn't like puppies? they'd tease.  And I would insist that I didn't NOT like them, I just liked people better.  And then they'd laugh because, well, the double negative wasn't all that convincing.  One of my dear, fabulous, funny friends - Katie - had a crazy puppy named Pepper who did not help my case.  I probably could have done without all of the barking, jumping, licking, furry, in your face madness that Pepper added to the many days and nights we spent at Katie's house.  Okay, I know I could have done without it.

I recently turned 30 (and I thought about blogging about it and being all reflective and stuff, but let's be honest here, I am barely putting one foot in front of the other these days) and Katie wrote a sweet note that included the line: "Maybe 30 is the year where you get a dog?"

Well, guess what, Katie?  I have not only 1 dog now, but 2!!!  And guess who gets to feed them?!?!

Life is funny sometimes.

So, this is Blue Girl:

And this is Bella:

 Bella reminds me of Pepper in some ways.  I especially love to watch her when she's tearing after the family of wild turkeys that lives in the woods around our house.  Running turkeys are hilarious.  Some people might think that's mean, but you know me.  I'm not a huge animal person - I just don't NOT like them.

(But I sure do love these people.)

 (Isn't Lu's hair awesome here?)

 (Love love love this girl.  And her mouthful of food.)