Smoke Gets in Your Eyes

That's the new kid on the block... Smoke. He's a gorgeous beastie! Mitzi and her son Garrett brought him over yesterday and we had a great time watching Nino and Smoke run crazy by the river. And it was great getting to spend time with Mitzi, Garrett, and our mutual friend, Jose Cuervo (because you know, every event needs the blessings of the tequila gods!).

Father (Nino) and son (Smoke) seem happy to be reunited, although Nino is just a tiny bit bent about the usurper of my undivided affection for him. He's learning quickly though that my heart is big enough for the both of them. It's best that he does as my silly heart fell all over again the minute Smoke came through the door. He's got his daddy's spirit in playfulness and affection. They both eat up love faster than you can say Scooby Snack.

If the measure of a good child is the loving, nurturing environment he or she is raised in, the measure of a good dog is even more so. Obviously, both my pups have been well loved. So, thanks to Mitzi and Garrett for launching their sweet, open-hearted dogs in my direction.

Without further ado... got me some doggies what need walkin'!