Pitbulls and Babies

I went out a little earlier to get a couple of things, walking of course.

I was able to wear my pretty dye-tied shibori dress with my black sweater.

I had taken off my glasses because they kept slipping down my nose.

I see a figure of a person and their dog ahead of me in the distance.

As I got closer I felt a twinge of excitement, is that a Pitbull?
I put on my glasses and sure enough, it's a young girl with a white Pitbull.

As they close in the distance from me I can clearly see really is a Pittie.
My favorite kind of dog in the whole wide world.

Delighted I bend down to pet this adorable half grown Pitbull who wags her tail.
I asked for the puppies name which is Vera who poured out puppy love.

I continue on making my stop at Rite-Aid laughing with the clerks.
I get done there and make my way up to the Family Dollar.

I go in, get what I need and as I'm leaving I hold the door for a father
who had the cutest little baby.

All this joy and what I consider luck when I see either a puppy or a baby.
I hardly noticed those nasty little trolls banging away at all my joints.

I'm so glad I went out for sometimes it's just easier to stay at home.
What gives you great joy when you run into it?

Good Puppy, Bad Puppy

You should be sitting where I'm sitting it's so funny and cute. Our neighbor, Gary, is outside playing with his puppy as I slowly came to the realization I was smiling.

I call what I'm hearing, 'Sounds of Puppy Training.'

Come here puppy...hearing the sounds of snow being crushed by romping puppy.

Thatssss a good puppy...crunch, crunch, crunch, crunch, (Puppy jumping for joy)

No puppy...NO biting!!

I said...NOOOO biting!

Goooodddd puppy...crunch, crunch, crunch, crunch.

I can't wait to be able to have a pet. Up until now I've never been without an animal of some sort but when we move I will. "Be patient," says Mr. Rose. I'm trying!