
I was taking a stroll down memory lane recently and came across lots of StuART. Hope you enjoy this one!
Better late than never I always say. Meant to post this earlier today. But I’ve had my tongue out all day. Just so you know….
Oh boy. It’s my day!
Yep. Here he is. Little Stuart. Born on this day 17 years ago.
That little puppy belly. With his stinky cow toe and little purple stuffie.
With that white blaze on his back and chest. And that same little purple stuffie.
That little sweetheart loved by folks far and wide. Even with little leaves stuck to his nose.
What fun we’ve all had through the years. Celebrating his uniqueness, his personality, and his ability to make people stop and stare. Because…well…that’s what Scotties do after all. Make people stop and stare.
Winston wishes he’d met you.
The Dad Peep and I are so thankful for the friends we’ve made through the years. Each one of you is so special to us.
Thank you Stuart. For bringing us all together.
And for that little purple stuffie that we still have. Winston sleeps with it every night.
God speed little man.
Cancer sucks. Hemangiosarcoma sucks even more.
Stay tuned for a special bandana sale to help Stuart’s Fund.
LIttle Winston baby. Who could be mad about chewed up shoes with this precious face????? Five years ago. Here’s to our fur babies!!! (And fin babies, and feather babies – you know who you are! – and quill babies, and webbed-feet babies……..)
Feeling lucky? I don’t know how to play poker, so I’m not sure if this is a lucky hand or not. Gee whiz.
Yes. I know the weather is causing havoc everywhere. But I have to admit I love snow. It snowed yesterday morning. Not this much, this pic is from 2017. But I had a good time walking in it! Hey, y’all have a nice weekend. K?
It’s Watercolor Wednesday. Time for some art!