I am a very blessed woman, having had a wonderful awesome husband for many years with whom I had four precious children, my first born son who is in heaven, two daughters and a son, as well as five totally adorable grandchildren. My Mario is now in heaven, with our son (and many other family members now) watching over us and I feel my Mario helped lead me to find my present husband, wonderful Michael who has four children by his deceased ex-wife.
Here is a short little blog on the continuing adventures of Tinkabelle...she was getting pretty big as you can see from this photo.
Just to show you the extent of Michael's love for this puppy, let me relate a dark and slightly sad "tail"...
Actually, I need to preface this with the information that Michael has a very weak stomach and if there is a less than savory "situation" (be it animal or human) to clean up, he most likely will not be the one to call on unless you want him to "contribute". Either that, or...maybe he just fakes it so that I have to do all the cleaning up!!
Well, one day, long ago ( about a year and a half) and not too far away, he comes home and joyfully greets his puppy, then proceeds to go to the front door where we leave our shoes (as I delude myself into thinking that this will keep the carpets cleaner while I am dealing with an untrained puppy). After taking his shoes off, he steps into a "present" that the little girl has left by the shoes and he goes goooosh and realizes that even his after shave is not going to cover this scent! He yells upstairs to me "Help, Tinka pooped down here and I stepped in it...I need some paper towels in a hurry". With that, I madly dash, while snickering, to get......of course, the camera!! Laughing hysterically, I take pictures...fortunately, for you, everything was on the bottom of his sock! Whoops, I just noticed, that if you enlarge the picture, there are some "graphic" details...so be forwarned. But he still loves her, so there is a happily ever after story (especially since he didn't throw up).