Lovely weekend

I have been having a wonderful time with my new baby. She is a little ball of energy, as Dave warned me she would be! But I have plenty of energy too. Willow goes with Tom on his morning runs (which he has shortened a bit for her) and she and I play the rest of the day. We walk, play ball, swim and bike! I just love being with her!

Tom has some rules (what a surprise!) Willow is not allowed on the furniture especially our bed! I have been spending a lot of time on the floor. Tom has hired a nice young man to help train Willow. One of the first things he told Tom was that he was really here to train me rather that the dog. That devil Tom laughed and told him he had been trying to accomplish that for nearly 40 years and if he managed that little task there would be a major bonus in it for him!

I am a big fan of the Dog Whisper so truly I want Willow to be dog. A very happy dog, but a dog just the same. And I want her to be well behaved enough to be able to travel with us. We are trying to use many things we have seen Cesar do. When we leave she must let us go out the door first. She must sit like a lady before she gets her supper. I always walk her before we have a training session to drain some of her abundant energy. Perhaps with work she will turn into the lovely, obedient lady Tom always wanted in his house. Heaven knows he is not likely to ever get me to that point! BTW he suggested naming her Lady but I told him absolutely not! I heard that word enough (usually to tell me what I am NOT acting like) and I would not be calling my baby by that name!

I know many of you are dog lovers and can give me tips on ‘child’ rearing. So Paul, Dave I am counting on help. Having never been a mother before I certainly do not want to mess this little one up. I’m listening!

Tom is using her as an excuse to warm my seat daily. Beginning the first day we had her he said he wanted her to know it is part of the routine in this house. LOL, now what excuse do you think he will come up with next?

Yesterday was our 38 wedding anniversary. Can you imagine? During the early years of our marriage no one could have convinced me it would possible last this long. Tom seemed certain it would last but I always believed he would leave me eventually. Oh my, do you know how happy I am that he was right and I was wrong!!

I cooked his dinner last night. I didn’t want to go out. So I told him I would be in charge of dinner. I wish you could have heard him laugh! I acted highly insulted, I told him to take Willow to the dog park and to be home precisely at 7. While he was gone I not only cooked I set the table on the deck with our best – linen table cloth, china and silver – the works! It looked beautiful. When Tom came home I even served him like any good housewife should. I had fixed my specialty. Now can any of you tell me what wine goes best with tomato soup and grilled cheese sandwiches?