My first child...

As the arrival of mister baby approaches, I have been spending a lot of time at home &

have begun to feel sort of sad. Not sad about having a baby because I can't wait to meet this little man but sad because the last thing I want is for my other child to feel neglected.

You see my first child, Hairy Winston, 
is a nearly 5 year old Maltipoo.

He has been my sidekick since the moment I got him.

When we lived in Charleston, 
he went to work with me every single day. 

We had great friends who owned a dog store where, 
when he pounced in he was the canine version of 
Norm from Cheers.. everybody knew his name & loved him! 

His girlfriend, a Boykin Spaniel named Sumac 
(& furry daughter of my BFF Kiki,) 

lived across the street~ HW had it made in the shade!

Moving to Memphis was quite the adjustment for him. For the first time, he had to stay home 

all day with his cat brother while DR and I went to work. 
Sadly, after 2 years, he still doesn't have any TN dog friends. 
I guess we just haven't met the right dogs.

He does have a great backyard which he loves, a chaise lounge that I sometimes have to fight him for
& a regular spot in the middle (ok, more to the left of middle on DR's side) of our bed.

He's done well so far with these changes but I just desperately hope the introduction of 

mister baby doesn't throw him through a terrible loop which would break my heart.
I guess we'll have to wait & see. 

Luckily, several friends of mine who've recently brought their human babies home

(much to the chagrin of their fur babies) 

have had fabulous results & now have a furry helper, 
protector, cleaning crew & 3rd set of eyes.

Here's to hoping HW can be as fabulous a fur brother as he is fur baby!
DR's on call (bah) and has been gone since early this AM....

maybe he will be home soon and he can take HW on a romp in this beautiful weather.

Bee Good!

xox