RandoMilias

About 4:00am, we heard whining outside our window.  Then more.  And more.  It was enough to wake both J.R. and I up, and being the man-man that he is J.R. went out to investigate.  By the time he'd gotten outside, the whining had moved the far corner of our back deck.  J.R. thought it was probably coming from some baby foxes, and their mother was looking for them.  I wanna see baby foxes!  So I ran around to the front, and was shocked to see the two most precious little puppies so grateful to see J.R.

It is a good thing that we already have a geriatric dog, two pissy cats, one handful of a daughter, and a wee one on the way, or these little cuties would have stayed.  And except that they whined all, all night.  I think that a meanie dog had chased them into our yard, and they were terrified.  We looked all over for owners (wouldn't you be missing them?!) but nobody came forward.  They never wandered more than 20 feet from us or the house, seemed house broken, and just loved to be loved.  Which is good because 'somebody' had a lot of love to give.  Alas, they finally made their way to the pound.  Amelia asks about them often.   

One really cannot take her out in public.  It's can be embarrassing.

Amelia's view of Mommy sorting clothes for #2.  What was she doing at the top of the stairs?  Getting married, of course.  Here are things from her perspective.

Here is her 'wedding room', where she gets ready for the big occasion.

Here is her bouquet that she will be launching at me in a wee bit.

And finally, here she is, waiting for Mommy to start the 'Dan-dant-da-dant' song.

We did this for days.  Yeah.

In a continuing effort to exploit our children, J.R.'s work requested that I let them take pictures and video of Amelia (and Torrin) to use for 'stock footage'.  As I'm sure you'd guess, Amelia was real put out to have a photographer (Joshy) follow her around.  While filming them in a tent, boy Torrin ran and did a super-man into the tent.  It was a thing of beauty.  

'Hey, Amelia!  Why don't you try?!!

She still has some of those girl genes, turns out.  The laughing was not her parents.  And we eventually asked her if she was okay.  She was.