IT'S MY BIRFDAY!!! hahahahha! I'm 8 years old in people time today. Mom says sometimes I act like I'm 50 and sometimes I act like I'm 2.
This morning I'll go to grandma and grandpa's house (my daily routine during the week) to be spoiled and then tonight I'll come home to be spoiled by mom and dad. There better be presents...and Ice cream...oh, yeah, and Pizza....and maybe a squirrel---now THAT would be a fun birfday! heheheh!
Sorry I've been so bad about writing lately. Let me try a quick update. Little Missy who I wrote about has gone to her new home and things seem to be working out well there. She lives with a nice woman in Wilmington, Delaware (home of Joe Biden by the way!) and has a welsh terrier brother named Truman. Isn't that great? Finnegan missed her like crazy for a week. Mom says she thinks that having foster dogs is hardest on poor Finey cause he loves to romp and play with all that come through here.
On the "prayers needed" side, do you all remember the sweet puppy we had here over the spring named Basil? Of course you do! Basil was a great lil' pup and quickly became my dad's favorite of the litter. Here are a few pics of Basil. 
Anyway, Basil is 11 months old and we got a call that he has something called Legg-Calve-Perthes Disease (LCP) which is a disorder of the hip joint. He is scheduled for surgery on Monday, November 24. The surgery is fairly serious and severe so I ask everyone to please join us in praying for our dear little Basil.
