Christmas was a crazy time as usual. This year was especially nutty since the entire month of December snuck up on me out of no where. Add to that being busy at work and trying to prepare for my parents arrival. They made it up by mid-month and are now here to stay. That story will evolve in the next few months.Sweet Tater didn't follow the tradition of rising early to see all the loot Santa left. She didn't get up until almost 8:30! DH kept wanting me to wake her up but there is no way I'll wake up a sleeping baby unless there is a threat to life or limb. Especially knowing nap time will be almost non-existant later the same day. When she finally woke up and decided to greet us all, she sat snuggled in my lap for a few minutes as she surveyed the Thomas destruction of toy opening. She quickly woke up and dove in to the paper and boxes scattered around the room. We managed to direct her attention to her own gifts and we had a bit of fun coaxing her to open things.
Tater had a wonderful Christmas. He didn't ask Santa for much. Just a school watch, Screamin' Banshee, and a remote control airplane. Santa took care of him and then some so it was so cute watching him discover things throughout the room and in his "Santa area" as well as in his stocking. He woke up at about 6:15 am and found his Caterpillar remote controlled crane....Grampa got to be the first person told....as he attempted to go into the bathroom!
So, Bonnie and Clyde have come to join our nutty little farm bringing our count to 3 dogs, 3 goats, 2 horses, 2 cats, and six chickens. Oh, and as of Christmas Eve, one tame rabbit which WILL BE sent to a new home as soon as one can be found (hint hint hint).
My Christmas presents came a bit early. I found a listing online for some working cattle dogs in Franklin. After some sleuthing and emailing with the owner, I asked DH if we could go look. He agreed after looking at the photos so we piled up on a frigid Sunday and headed out on a family puppy adventure. That being said I am now the proud new owner of 2 litter mates from a Border Collie (75%) and Blue Heeler (25%) match. Daddy was a full Border Collie and Mom was half Border and half Blue Heeler. There were eight in the litter but only six to choose from when we arrived. DH immediately picked the runt of the litter (female white with a few black markings) and left me alone in the middle of the pile with an owner telling me to take them all. After 30 minutes I couldn't decide so I made DH choose from my "narrowed" list of 3. He picked a traditional marked male with speckles on his nose and paws. DH named them Bonnie and Clyde - he was thinking of cute names for a pair of puppies while we drove down to see them.
So, Bonnie and Clyde have come to join our nutty little farm bringing our count to 3 dogs, 3 goats, 2 horses, 2 cats, and six chickens. Oh, and as of Christmas Eve, one tame rabbit which WILL BE sent to a new home as soon as one can be found (hint hint hint).
