You may remember that about 2 years ago, there was a conspiracy in these parts. Basically, it was me vs. the motley crew of my husband & children. I lost, & a bouncy baby boxer puppy entered the scene.
Fast forward 2 years. She's still bouncy, but after recently having an underground fence installed to avoid daily games of chase in the neighbors' yards, I actually like Ella. She's great with the kids, & so protective. To look outside & see her calmly sitting on the front step gazing out at the neighborhood is a beautiful thing.
But could we leave well enough alone? Oh, noooooo. There are days I think this motley crew of mine dreams up conspiracies against Mom just to entertain themselves. This includes my husband. *ahem*
Enter Pebblez. Well, the kids are calling her BeBe. She's a 1.5 year old bulldog. Joseph
as I call him when he makes me crazy has always wanted a bulldog, but we can't afford what they cost. Long story short, I think God has a sense of humor & decided to join the conspiracy. Initially, BeBe was kept for breeding purposes, but when she had some issues with her cycle, the breeder opted to have her spayed & look for a family for her. Really, Joseph? How do you always seem to stumble into these things??
A boy & his dog.
Ok, I admit it. She is very cute (in a very pudgy, wrinkley, snorty way), & she has to be the most low-key dog I have ever met. Ella is determined they will play chase, but BeBe will only humor her for a split second & then she's over it. She prefers sitting with the little girls & playing barbies or curling up in a pile of laundry. She found paradise when she found my laundry room.
So, there you have it. And in case you were counting, we now have 4 girls that were born in 2010, if you include the two that are of the 4-legged variety.
Yes, I am weak.