I am warning you now, this post is about a dog. Not even my own dog. He belonged to this awesome family.
I do claim him as part mine though, just the tiniest bit. He was an extended visitor at out house a couple times last year.
Maverick was hit by a car last night , and when Chelsea called me last night, I couldn't help but cry with her.
Mavvy was one of the most obnoxious little guys I knew. He was stinky, he licked his paws constantly, he had gross skin, he would throw up on our carpet, he would dig in our trash, he would eat the kids diapers (making it fun to clean our backyard). . .
But oh how I loved Mr. Mav. How could you not fall in love with these eyes?
He really was a good boy. I always find it amazing how much you really can learn from your pets.
He always followed me around, even if I was mad at him.
Lesson learned, even if someone makes you mad, there is no reason to sulk. . . you just show that person how much you love them.
Through the good and bad, Maverick was always Maverick.
Lesson learned, never pretend to be something you are not.
If I was having a "sad" day, he would sit on my legs and lick away. I know that sounds HORRIBLY gross, but I liked it. It was a free leg scratch!
Lesson learned, when someone is having a bad day, sit by them, silent, giving them your love.
He took such good care of Mayzie (his sister). He licked her ears clean, he would bring her food, he would hide her when the kids were after her, he took the blame for a lot of the things Little Miss would get away with.
Lesson learned, always be a friend. A loyal to the end friend.
He loved when we would go on walks, he was even sweet enough to tolerate Ains being the leader.
Lesson learned, enjoy life, the simple things.
Thank you Mav for all you have taught us. We sure love you!
Ains
Brayden
Lily (isn't she a beauty! No wonder Isaac keeps bringing up her name!)
Sophia
He got the goods, and took off! I wish I got Ainsley's mad face chasing after him. Oh my, it was hilarious!
It kept these two busy for quite awhile.
I know I am her mother, and I am partial, but I think she is one cute girl. She is full of life, and puts life into all those around her. Her brother calls her a princess, and I agree 100%.
I love all of the "little girls and girls dresses from shabby baby" but don't you think this one would be adorable on my little princess?! Such a happy dress for such a happy girl.
I do claim him as part mine though, just the tiniest bit. He was an extended visitor at out house a couple times last year.
Maverick was hit by a car last night , and when Chelsea called me last night, I couldn't help but cry with her.
He really was a good boy. I always find it amazing how much you really can learn from your pets.
Thank you Mav for all you have taught us. We sure love you!
The very next day it snows. (this isn't an actual picture of the snow from yesterday. The kids and I were asleep, and mike doesn't have blogger brain. . . so no pictures of yesterday).
Then the next day sunny, beautiful, not a cloud in the sky.
note: this is one of the least of disgusting angles. the other shots grossed me out so bad I had to delete them. . . something about seeing a hole in my son's lip didn't sit well with me.
