You were my first child. I had never had a dog before, only cats. When I was having trouble getting pregnant and needing something or someone to mother - you came in to my life. I went to the home where you were born and you had your face in the food bowl. Once I picked you up that day I never put you down. We had no leash, no food bowl, nothing to prepare to bring a puppy home but you were the one. We chose each other. I never put you down that day.
Throughout the years you were always at my side. The day I took my first human son home you jumped on the bed next to the carrier and calmly welcomed him. You laid on the corner of his playmate like a guard. You welcome the other child and other dogs into the house but was always the king. You were the man.
You were our road trip guy. You claimed my lap on our many trips to Sanibel and loved to stick your head out of the window and feel the air when I let you. You knew how to open and close the window, unfortunately using the lock on occasion. The day you locked our family out of the car at the gas station will go down in history!
I miss you, my baby boy. Miss you terribly. I will love you forever.
I am a busy mom of two very active boys. A part time substitute teacher. An active volunteer. Chauffeur, short order cook, referee (the mom things!)
I craft for the fun of it, even though I constantly wish I could put forth the time and effort to make it a business, but then wonder if I would still enjoy it.
I make jewelry, often with repurposed vintage pieces, mosaics, collage, sew a bit. I would love be able to paint. And make clothes.
I love Japanese crafts and pop culture, and the designer vinyl toys that have stemmed from this. I may be too old, but I love Hello Kitty and friends!