No creature on earth loved leaves as much as Dash did. I’m so lucky he was mine for his time here.
I’m not going to go into a long story about how we met. We just did. You’re going to be hearing a lot about him so I thought you might want to take a gander.
Meet Count Montague Butters.
He likes to keep things simple. His nobility embarrasses him, so please just call him Monte.
My Mom was pretty “anti” on the whole adoption thing, and had placed a ” NO DOGS ALLOWED” rule in play. Monte was only going to be allowed on the back deck or the garage. And then she met Monte, 2 minutes later he was in the house, and she was passing out treats and had a toy for him.
Here he is exploring the royal gardens.
He’s camera shy.
No one’s going to puts baby in a corner.
I know I have posted this before, and it is maybe not technically the best picture I took this year, but in my heart it is. Check out Photo Friday
I went to my Mom’s after running around on errands today, and she’s gussied the place up for Christmas and let me tell you, it is catalog pretty.
Except for one thing, the devil angel.
Yes, that’s right, my Mom has a devil angel. The scariest Christmas decoration ever created, and bare in mind I grew up with a Krampus Christmas tradition. My Mother says her angel is NOT the devil, that she is beautiful. I’ll let you decide.
Marika: That angel is horrifying.
Mom: She is not!
Marika: Seriously, she’s a devil.
Mom: She’s pretty.
Marika: I’m taking a picture of her so I can show people, and seriously, do you think it’s a good idea to keep her so close to the nativity, she’s going to scare baby Jesus.
Mom: SHE’S RUSTIC!
I go to take the picture.
Mom: For God’s sake! Don’t get so close!