Showing posts with label Chris. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Chris. Show all posts

Thursday, July 10, 2008

Visitor

When Chris and his family came over to prune some shrubs for us they brought along this little friend. She was in the road near their home so he rescued her from passing traffic. You can see her little tags. They say her name is Princess and there was a phone number for the owner. Chris left a message then they all came over here. I was smitten instantly. One of the kids wondered aloud what they would do with her if they went on vacation and hadn't been able to make connections with the owner. I told them that if we weren't looking at health things, I would love to tend her. Someone else said, "See, what did I tell you!" My reputation as an animal lover, even on a part time basis is solidly intact. While they were here, Chris got the important call on his cell, so I was only able to enjoy Princess for less than an hour. But what a delight. She was obviously well trained, didn't bark at all during her stay, and I am very glad I got to experience this little dog even for such a short time. Princess is another of my "part-time pets".
Nick with Princess and his cash for a job well done.

Tuesday, May 20, 2008

All she wanted for Christmas was a puppy...

Stephanie got double her wish and she loves the "boys". But look who gets to help take care of Major and Lieutenant!

Monday, January 28, 2008

Love You Chris




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While looking through items on a shelf, I found a print given to me by Sid Crnich. She brought it over shortly after Chris was born. She had framed the picture, gluing it onto cardboard covered with orange burlap. (It looked better than it sounds!) The print was an artistic rendering of a mother holding her baby, was a little abstract and I loved it. Maybe some of you will remember when it was hanging in the hall. Anyway, I have decided it is time to give it a new frame and a place of honor. The reason I am writing about it today is because I am thinking of Chris, just after his 41st birthday. (Yes, I did finally figure out his age.) This particular art print always did remind me of him as a baby. It brings tender feelings to my heart even all these years later. Lucky for me, I found what I consider to be the perfect frame for it at Michael's craft store, on sale! Soon it will be hanging on the wall again for me to enjoy--a nice reminder of my son and all the other babies I held in my arms.