Cooper Family

I finally found a picture of Dustie to share on the blog. We got him as an Easter present for our girls when Keri was two. I guess that mean Traci was five and Bree was seven. He was a surprise to Bree and Traci. Keri came with us to look for a puppy that day. We chose him because he was so cuddly and was the only one not running around the yard like a maniac (normal puppy!) Dustie was an exceptionally sweet boy. He was never very active...about all the exercise he ever got was barking when someone was jumping on the trampoline. He would kind of jump with his front paws leaving the ground maybe an inch. Just TRY taking him for a walk. He just wouldn't go. In his younger days he would lay underneath the yellow trolley handles. If we'd push it across the yard he'd chase it. He also loved to bark when Blizz was playing frisbee. Dustie loved his food. He was also loved by Reezi so much. When we'd get him up on the bed she would bop around as happy as could be. We suspect that Dustie had cancer. He did very well until the very end when we suddenly had to put him down on his 13th birthday. It was just his time but that didn't make it easy. It'll be two years this coming February. I miss him so much.

It's been raining all weekend. I know we need it but it makes for a dreary couple of days. And the dogs, especially Leia, doesn't want to go out to potty. I'm loving the cold though. Me and my menopausal body gets hot easy.

Yesterday I cleaned house and brought my mom over here, bathed and clipped her dog and wrapped her presents. Then Matt and I went to eat with Breezi and Christmas shopped a little. I am excited for Christmas this year. I'd like to have all the shopping done before Christmas break but that probably won't happen. We need to get paid again before we buy anything else. I want to bake cookies, go to movies and other fun stuff with the girls instead of rushing around. I think I spend more money that way because I am in such a hurry.