This is going to be a year of lasts… This morning was Owen’s last Gurnee Days Parade with the marching band. It was such a nice day (not hot, not storming) that we even took the dogs! Ivy was mostly an anxious wreck; Olive was the best girl.
This is going to be a year of lasts… This morning was Owen’s last Gurnee Days Parade with the marching band. It was such a nice day (not hot, not storming) that we even took the dogs! Ivy was mostly an anxious wreck; Olive was the best girl.




Someone has enjoyed the couch cuddle ALLLLLLL day while I worked and finished a book.

And Tom had to take a picture.


As the sun moves…


If we leave it out, Olive will jump up and get in it.

They are getting more used to Jules.
Every once in a great while Olive’s ears will be pointed—so I try to snag a picture. I’m so used to her ears NOT being pointy that it looks odd.


And then this happened.

She loves to lay her head in your hand!



And she wasn’t coming when I called her and I was getting worried when I FINALLY found her here. It was really dark so I missed her (my phone lightened the picture—I could barely see her). She’d never laid here before!


Plus this is what we’d look like with three Bostons!

She got a homemade pup cup!




Olive whines at me until I go sit down and then she jumps up. And then a minute later, Ivy jumps up and then it’s sister nap time.



And then awhile later it’s playtime.



Standing on her sister right in my face.


I forgot to post these bank when they happened. Enjoy the Boston Terrier zoomies!





And then not.
