This doggone house has rubbed off on my four kids as well. They grew up with dogs—always more than one. SoI’ll be spending this holiday season with my patient (and allergic) husband, my four darling children, daughter-in-law, grand-girl and grand-boy. But to add to the Norman Rockwell moment will be my three poochies and five grand-pooches. Oh, and I can’t forget the daughter’s boyfriend’s pooch as well. So that means 10 people and seven dogs. Heaven help us.
This year, I will count my many, many blessings—and pray for a poopless New Year.