Hello, everyone! Today, June 8th, is the second anniversary of Mo the Pug's arrival in my home and heart. His adoption day! You may remember he flew here all alone, all the way from California, a tiny little mite whom we all immediately loved. HERE
Mo has grown up into a fine doggy!
Currently Mo is the proud possessor of a professional dog walker, a nice young woman who comes to take Mo for his afternoon run. I'm better but am under doctors' orders to rest, horizontally if possible. Ugh.
Some weekends will be spent with friends who can give Mo the attention and exercises he needs.
No quilt for Mo's celebration this year but I did buy him a bag of ''bully sticks'' [don't ask]. And he probably will enjoy them much more than his quilt.
After his walk we now sit on the deck for a bit and I do some hand sewing. It's a bit tedious, but better than painful. And less lonely with dear Mo at my side.
gone to the beach.....
This afternoon, a sudden storm rolled in. Lucky for me, Mo is not afraid of storms, or even interested, despite the dramatic thunder and lightning over the water.