Our two dogs are always around. And I'm not saying that to be ungrateful...it's just that they are always underfoot, especially when there is food in the vicinity. I know we've got limited time with Darla (she's 13.5 years old) and Lucky has hit the 10-year mark, so I try to appreciate everyday with them. Even when they create walking hazards when trying to get somewhere in our house. But, one of the things that I love most about them (after the unconditional love and snuggles) is the fact that they are each a personal vacuum. G is now self-feeding, which means half of it ends up in his mouth, and half ends up anywhere else. Lucky can usually be found sitting at the base of his highchair, and as soon as we pull him out of the chair, her nose is on the seat, inhaling anything she can find. Darla's not quite as quick anymore, but she can still vacuum up the crumbs that fall right in front of her nose. I take this cleaning service for granted, bu...
"Siblings...like branches on a tree we grow in different directions yet our roots remain as one."