Yesterday we found a dog….or I should probably say that a dog found us. It was the oddest thing – T.J. was home with Quinn and I arrived back from dropping Holden off at school. While we were in the house together, a dog happened to appear in the garage. The doors to the garage were all closed and nobody knocked that we heard (although T.J. claims to have heard a doorbell earlier when we were gone). She is a puppy – a white lab mix of some kind. We plan to keep her since it appears she does not belong to anybody. She is very sweet, submissive and loves the kids. T.J. got some flea treatment (Advantix) and applied it only to find that she was infested with the little buggers. Luckily fleas are very treatable and she is recovering from her bites well. Hops is tolerating her and Holden and Quinn adore her and play with her for hours. She is sweet and not hyper, probably about 3 months old or so. She is too thin so we’re trying to encourage her to eat – but she has only had a few bites here and there as I’m sure she is adjusting to her new life. Her name is Chloe, although Holden has dubbed her, “Close-y.”

And now, some vacation shots for your perusal: