A dog - not a baby! We have no will power and drove back up to Wellington to look at a full size Aussie pup (blue merle like we originally wanted) and came home with Michael. An Australian Cattle Dog/Border Collie mix. He was not quite 7 weeks when we got him (June 2) and was pretty much a stomach with short little legs and a head. He's going to prove to be a brute we think.

Jackie loves him and Jethro is busy being the boss. He better enjoy it while it lasts because Mike will be bigger than him in no time! They both love lounging on their lawn chairs and this is one of the few times that they were both still enough to shoot a photo. If they are not eating and sleeping, they are usually wrestling and running around like crazy.


On another note, Karl ministered a wedding for a good friend's daughter at Mt. Vernon Country Club last Saturday - and we've spent as much time as possible since then explaining to Jax that those big expensive weddings are nice but Vegas is where it's at! I have a funny feeling that what "Daddy's girl wants, she'll get!!" (not if mommy has anything to say about it though!)