Sunday, October 4, 2015

We Miss You...

I caught my dad doing the "thousand yard stare" again and his sadden look again. It's been 11 years today that my peeps' first kid Wupper, passed from their care.

Apparently he was a bit opinionated. Dad once told him to only bark at the "ugly people" when he took Wupper out for a drive. Well, he barked a lot.

He liked to chase balls and flying disks at one time. In fact, one of the toughest things my dad had to do was to paint over the "blue" marks on our white walls from the racquet balls that my dad used to throw from one  room to the other in our old house before we moved this summer.

Okay, toss it again...

Mom and dad miss you and your brother Max.

Monday, September 14, 2015

Happy Birthday Sam and Owen!!!

We're 11 years old today. My mom and dad are still living out of boxes so they're using photos of us from last year.  The sun's kind of bright dad....

Okay dad, when do we eat?

Gee dad, Owen looks darker. Am I fading because I'm older ?

Friday, September 11, 2015

Meet My Mom

My mom was a rescue dog from Akron, Ohio. Just before her trip to Victoria, BC to meet Gayle and Manfred, she was placed in a kennel with my dad, a black American Cocker Spaniel. My mom, "Toby" was a Affenpinscher/Schnauzer cross. 

She arrived pregnant and gave birth to six pups.

Which pups do you think are Owen and me?

Toby's and pups

Here's a picture of Willy, the one that Gayle and Manfred kept from mom's litter.

Willy - Toby's pup

And here are pictures of myself and Owen.


If you'd like to read about my mom's (Toby) story, here's the link:

Thank you Gayle and Manfred, without you and your family, Owen and I wouldn't be here.