Friday, 25 April 2008

You Say Tomato, I Say Tomatoe

Anita and I have been best friends for 26 years. When our kids were toddlers we moved next door to each other in a neighborhood that was so "country" I felt I was in, No-where, West Virginia. We had to become friends or live out in this remote place with nobody.
We couldn't be more different from each other - a perfect match.
One of the many things we differ on is our taste in dogs.
She likes big, really big dogs.
The smaller the better for
me.
We introduced our new puppies to each other last week. I'm sure they'll be best friends too.
(You can tell Anita you sa
w this - she never reads my blog)

8 comments:

jewlsntexas said...

That is so cute!

Great-Granny Grandma said...

How cute. You take the greatest shots. You should enter that one in a contest, or submit it to a magazine, or something.

jblieu said...

Aaaw. When I get a new dog can he or she play too?

Emily said...

Being different can be good! Or it can be a total disaster, so I wage that she's more alike than not with you. :)

Mammy said...

adorable!

Jenni said...

Sorry, but your dog looks like a tasty treat!

KarenW said...

Aww! What cute puppies. We had a boxer and she was great friends with a tiny kitten.

jblieu said...

Whit is even more adorable in person and I just loved his cute personality (and his ears!) I like how, even though the same breed, how different he is than Ott, as I like how different Benji is from Alice, so that those loved old pets are always remembered with their distinct personalities and the new ones can be loved for who they are. If that makes any sense? I haven't had any coffee yet.
Thanks for letting us come play and being so nice about my doggie's derelict behavior.I am very sorry about your couch!!! Thanks for having such a comfortable welcoming home and a comfortable welcoming personality to go with it.