Last week was a crappy week... Nanny and Granddaddy's house was broken into and I was rear-ended and now possibly have a torn rotator cuff. Thankfully I got a small vacation with Jenn last weekend and the rugby team beat the Bucks 88-0 (no surprise there).
BUT the best news is I found Dad a dog. He's a retired Cavalier King Charles Spaniel, 5 1/2 years old and such a sweetheart. I've been looking for a dog that would keep him company, go back and forth to work with him and I think I nailed it! I can't explain how great it is to see him so excited about this little dog. he hated the name the breeder had given him so he thinks he's going to rename him Buddy but that's not set in stone ;) They're side-by-side since we picked him up so don't be surprised if you see Daddy out somewhere if Buddy isn't with him or in the truck.
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