Friday, February 24, 2012

Happy Thanksgiving...

As always, we traveled to Dallas and Abilene to spend Thanksgiving with Steve's family. This year Stirling came with us...



Because she was still so young, she pretty much slept in her bed the whole way there. She was a great traveler! She had a fun time at Granny and Grandpa's house with some of the cousins...

 Logan and Benjamin helping Granny hang lights


 Granny and Grandpa's dog, Molly, wasn't quite sure what to do with Stirling

 Livvy loved Logan










After spending the day and night at Granny and Grandpa's we continued onto Abilene. We had a great meal at Mamaw's house and Stirling continued to be a good little puppy. We went shopping on Friday as always and then on Saturday we spent some time on the Farm. It was super windy and cool, and because of the burn ban across Texas we couldn't have a fire, but everyone had fun shooting guns. 

 Climbing up Indian Rock









 Even Logan got brave and shot the gun with Uncle Brian's help



And it wouldn't be Thanksgiving without the annual pictures by Mamaw's tree...

 The Cousins


 Steve, Logan, and Kasie....we were missing Nolan and Braden who were with their mom. She wouldn't let them come with us...we were all very sad that they were not there....




Until next year.....

Our Newest Addition

We have a new baby...dog that is! :) We were at Petco one weekend getting ferret litter and the dogs were out for adoption as they always are. I went back to the Jeep to tell Steve and Nolan and we all decided to take a look. Keep in mind that we take a trip to Petco almost every weekend and look at the dogs. However, we are always able to leave because they are all either old, sick, missing a leg, missing an eye, ugly, or a chihuahua mix. However, this day there was some precious puppies who were "labeled" (key word) catahoula/blue heeler. We have some friends who got a catahoula and she is a great dog. We knew that mix would probably grow to be about 30-40 pounds which was a good size for us. Here is what she looked like when we got her...




Absolutely precious....and as you can see VERY small



I was certainly not convinced that she would be a 30-40 pound dog, but she did have the classic markings of a catahoula. We took her to the vet thinking that maybe they were wrong about how old she was. However, the vet told us that she was definitely 7-8 weeks old judging by her teeth and a whopping 2 pounds...she told us that we would be lucky to end up with a 10 pound dog! The vet was confused as to what she was mixed with....all we knew was it was something small. After doing some research, we discovered that she is actually a catahoula/chihuahua mix. Steve was devastated as chihuahuas are the ONE dog he said he would NEVER get. Luckily he is in love with her and even more lucky is that she doesn't show very many chihuahua traits. She definitely has more catahoula in her than chihuahua. We absolutely love her including Callie, Steve's German Shephard. Callie treats her like her pup and they have great fun together! Carson and Clancy, however, are not too fond of her and decided that they wanted to go and live with my mom where there were no puppies. :) We named her Stirling after the city in Scotland where Steve and spent part of our honeymoon. She is a great addition to our family....



 Carson pretending to be a puppy...


 Totally passed out...



Best Friends
She was so little when we got her that she could barely get food out of the bowl....she had to practically get in the bowl to get food.....it was so cute. 

Here is some video of her and Callie playing together

One last picture of Callie and Stirling...Stirling discovered that she could actually get on top of Callie....Callie is not too fond of this, but she allows it. 

Renaissance Festival

We made it to the Ren Fest this year despite Steve being on crutches...I wasn't too excited about the prospect of him traipsing around on crutches, but he insisted. The good part was that we were able to park in the handicapped parking which was WAAAAAAYYYYYY closer than you would normally park to the entrance. We also mistakenly printed tickets for the wrong day, but again the ticket taker felt sorry for Steve being on crutches and let us in anyway. We had a great day...it was the Scottish Highland Days so that was fun. If Steve hadn't been on crutches, he definitely would have been in his kilt. Here are a few pictures from our day...










The boys after a fun day at Ren Fest! :)