You know it’s getting bad…

You know it’s getting bad when I can no longer remember the password for my blog. Really, where did January go? Don’t get me wrong, I’m happy to see it go. The pug mill was the high point. Then it got bad. Death bad. My Significant Other’s mother died. Sadness. Then wake and funeral and relatives.

I’m so proud of the “pups.” They really aren’t puppies anymore (sob!) but more on that later.

My SO’s relatives who stayed with us included four adults, a crawling baby and a two year old toddler. Annie and Sage were absolutely fabulous with the kids. The kids were accustomed to dogs, but Annie and Sage have never been around little kids that young. Sage figured out immediately that the children were food dispensers – he tasted his first sippy cup licking it when offered by the toddler (she stuck it right back in her mouth). So proud of my hounds.

Winchester stayed with my parents. While we’ve never had any problems with him and children, Winnie can be possessive of his bed and toys. Easier and less stressful for him to spend a night away.

A normal January in North Dakota can be a challenge. Being stuck in the house and the oppressive cold outside sucks. But adding to it a death in the family. Ugh. I was happy to flip the calendar and see February this morning.

The first of February is Annie and Sage’s birthday. Two years old. Two! How can they be two already?

I tried to get a photo of both Annie and Sage wearing their hats with the cake. Not to be. Sage took Annie’s hat off immediately much to Annie’s pleasure. She will have nothing on her head. Sage and Winchester are easier – as long as the cake was plentiful.

More pictures of the celebration here.

Tagged as: Annie, birthday, life, Living with Greyhounds, Sage, winchester