Eleanor, or Elly as we call her, is a sweet little girl. A naughty sweet little girl.
Elly is tiny, her head is tiny, her feet are tiny... she seems so small and delicate, yet she isn't much smaller than Penny. I call her my small dog in a big dogs body... even her growl when playing are a small dog sound.
Sadly the puppies first season of training with a sled was a very short one but what we did do showed incredible leader potential in our little one here. She was born a natural leader so it seems.
A tough little dog with a great future ahead of her.... I cannot wait to get on the skis with this one.
Rigby, my boy... and is he ever a boy. You would not even think to ask, is it a girl or a boy? He is a boy in every sense of the word....
Rough and tumble and never stops, is so full of energy... and into everything.
This kid however eats everything that can fit in his mouth which has almost killed the silly boy. He pooped out an entire wool sock about a month ago. I honestly didn't think he would make it to his first birthday.
Rigby loves to run.... LOVES to run... he would pull a sled all day if he was allowed. When we stop for breaks for the other dogs he continues to jump and pull on the line and makes such a fuss until we can get going again... I also cannot wait to get him with the skis, he is my power house.
Penny, Rocky and Hubba Bubba have had incredible patience with the puppies... in fact they would be lost without them now. Penny is the mother, she watches over them, disciplines when necessary and loves to have a good run around the yard with them.
Rocky loves to boss them around, it makes him feel special.... and Hubba, well Hubba is Elly's boyfriend.
Me? I too would be lost without my furry kids... I cannot even begin to imagine what it would be like without them anymore.
Someone once told me that I should never look back.
The past is done, forget it and move on .............. move on, yes.............. forget it, no.
Today there is so much that I miss.
Could it be because it is my first Friday off this year with no plans?
Perhaps it is that Spring smell that fills me when I step outside with my fur kids.
Most likely it is having just spent an incredible week with my baby girl out east and missed seeing my baby boy who was so close, yet so far from me.
I miss my kids.
For over 21 years they were my life.
Everything I did was with them in mind.
They consumed me.
I loved every minute of it.
I knew that they were going to leave... it was my job to prepare them and theirs to spread their wings.
However there was no warning for the empty feeling that would be left after they had moved on. Although that emptiness is filling with pride for all that I see them accomplishing on their own.
I still miss them.
I also miss my other baby lately... my business that I sold (almost 2 years ago now!!)
I miss my work family.
Staff and regulars, they made up a huge part of my life, and I miss them all.
I have a new 'work' family where I am still finding my footing and place... I love this job. I am comfortable there and couldn't think of a better place to be.
Yet I still miss my Mugs family.
I shake this melancholic feeling and look ahead.
The next couple of years are filled with adventure and excitement that I find it hard to believe it is MY life I am looking at.
How lucky am I?
I still miss you all.
And it's okay to look behind... at the memories.... and it's okay to miss you.