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Showing posts with label Gus. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Gus. Show all posts

Saturday, August 11, 2012

Kisses


I woke up to puppy-kisses this morning. These are the mornings that let me know the day will be good.

And it was.

It was a day full of being with my family. Just the five of us. I couldn't tell you the last time we've had that pleasure. (although i was still craig homesick - but lucky me, i see him tomorrow!)

We ate lunch. We shopped. We saw Brave. We shopped some more. We ate dinner. We talked and covered billions of topics.

It was lovely.

I'm sure its been too long since I've last gushed about my family. 
So let me just say.. I sure l.o.v.e. my beautiful family.


Saturday, June 30, 2012

my friday night date

i heart my snuggle puppy


Monday, June 25, 2012

Take a Look

I'm showing off Savannah, today, kay?
This sister of mine has got a talent in photography - she's always had a knack for it.
This past sunday my sweet, Grandpa Glade gave Savannah his (very nice) camera and she's put it to use, already.

Here are some of her pieces of work from yesterday evening.
Enjoy, loves.




(my boyfriend..he's gorgeous, huh? yum.) 


Sunday, June 24, 2012

Gus Gus

You may not believe this (especially if you know my parents) but you should believe it. Because its true.

Guess what, guys?
The Walker family has made a major purchase.
And its name is Gus.

Mhmm, we got ourselves another adorable puppy.
A teacup shih tzu - the same breed as Angus.
(Walter, too, but Walter isn't a teacup).

He is six weeks old and a little bundle of happiness, fluff, squeaks and cuteness.
We're in love.

See, we got him because we thought we wouldn't have Angus, anymore..
But, guess what?
We still have Angus.
That equals three doggies.
Three shih tzu's.
Three brothers.

I'm pretty sure we all thought having three doggies would be madness..
I guess it may, still..
But we love it. 
I wouldn't trade any of them!
Love 'em all.
Lots.


Walter and Angus have really been sweet to Gus.
I think Gus gets a little freaked out, sometimes, but I don't blame him, the boys can be a bit rough with him. 
Its funny, actually, Gus has kind of beat up on Angus.
As my dad put it, "Its rude to beat up the handicapped guy."
But at the end of the day, they're buds.


Really, though, is he not the sweetest little face?
Gah. I adore him and his little squeaks.
I adore his puppy smell and puppy breathe and his rolly little belly.