Saturday, July 23, 2011

Transition times...

Polly got adopted by an awesome woman this week so Oz came home with me today. He and his sisters were picked up by the side of the road and we were asked to take them. They've been in another foster home for about a month...One got adopted and the two remaining litter mates began squabbling so it was time to separate.

With all the limbo I still feel as my 1st grandchild's birthdate approaches I have been quiet. I expect to be so for awhile but I have not forgotten this space.

1 comment:

  1. With that face Po needs to be the mascot. What a schmoosh.