Ever Get Out of Sorts?
Charlie Bear here. Mom is home, Mom is home! Hip, hip, hooray, Mom is home!
And she brought me a present! From my good friend Bethany and her dog Mystery came a sweet surprise: a multi-colored tennis ball, a squeaky toy shaped like a lamb chop, and some yummy dog treats (Mom lets me have one at a time). THANK YOU Bethany and Mystery! (That’s Mom with her Guideposts Writer Buddies.)
The bestest part of having Mom home is that I’m eating again.
Oh, sure, I ate a little when I was here with Dad Peep, and he took good care of me (and me of him), but when my routine is disrupted, I get out of sorts. Does that ever happen to you?
So I’m a happy doggie and my Mom said we sold some of our books at the conference, so she’s happy too. She had a GREAT time (she loves to teach and to encourage).
If you are happy YOUR Peep is home (even if she/he never left or went anywhere), give me a shout out!
Wiggles and Woofs,