This weekend has been tough one at our home.
But the reason that it's been tough has been different, for my husband then it has been for me.
Friday, we put a member of our family to sleep, for the last time.
For 20 years my husband had wanted a dog and I didn't.
One day my daughter brought this black furball home from a friends house that had just had puppies and asked her dad (kids always know the right parent to ask these kinds of questions) if we could keep her.
Of course, he said yes. It was something he had been wanting too and he knew I would initially be mad, but I would get over it.
I figured if it was something that he had wanted for 20 years that it was time to quit being selfish and realize how much having a dog meant to him.
So I wasn't too mad.
So Daisy Bumpus became a part of our family and has been a part for the last 13 years.
Every time Russ walked in the door, Daisy would be there to greet him and every time he would say,...