Purple down below.

It seems that Cheyenne has to be in pics with me. I really must teach her to sit.

Purple pants. I have 4 pair, all in different shades of purple. And I love them all. With a black stripe Kohl's on sale top and my purple Ross shoes. I'm having more trouble moving around now. Had an MRI on my knee yesterday. Sometimes it doesn't hurt at all and sometimes it is just awful. Next Tues to the Doctor. Then we'll see. Anyway, the stretchy pants are a boon right now because they allow total freedom of movement. In purple.

Don't you ever

Oh please please please never let anyone tell you that being a puppy mommy is easy. Cheyenne is a mixed breed. She is everything we said we didn't want in a dog. And she is definitely not the breed, size, shape, etc I was looking for. But just look at those eyes. When I move around she either follows me or turns those blue spotlights on me. I melt.

Every Day

There is a That was then picture of the baby Cheyenne with my much older dog Shadow. There is a this is now picture of Cheyenne with my Corgi whom she has already outgrown. And There is a pic of blue eyes who finally sat still for an instant.

As I have lamented before, raising a puppy is somewhat time consuming. Especially one with Husky included in the gene pool. But she is learning and growing really fast. And she is sweet as sugar.