Friday, April 24, 2009
Happiness is a Muddy Puppy
It is Friday, the weather is lovely and I don't have court, today. That means I can sit around in my robe on the deck, drink extra cups of coffee and procrastinate. I've been doing that a lot, lately.
Pearl just had to dig, this morning:
Evelyn, although she joined her in the dig, managed to stay clean and beautiful - of course:
Pearl's big-gurl teeth are coming in and it astonishes me how such mighty fangs can fit into such an itty bitty head. I've thought about this a lot. Then, yesterday, while the girls were playing I sat up and realized that PEARL'S HEAD IS SUDDENLY NEARLY THE SAME SIZE AS EVELYN'S!!
Seriously, there has been some major morphing going on just in the past few days. I took a close look at her snout and where once it went straight from thick white hair to tiny coal black skin with a sharp line of demarkation, there is suddenly a stretch of black skin coated with sparcer hair. This is where the darn thing has grown in just a matter of 2 - 3 days:
It may be hard to tell in the pictures but look at this goofy girl not long ago:
Although some Samoyeds like Pearl go through an extended awkward stage, I have always thought Pearl was beautiful. I think this picture does a good job of peeking forward to the pretty girl she is going to be:
But right now, she is solidly dialed into the "cute" setting.
Praises be to the Almighty Cupcake in the Sky, I had time to work on my son's wedding quilt, yesterday:
I don't know why my Gammill frequently gives me fits for awhile then decides to behave. I spent hours stitching and ripping then it got out of its funk and I started making progress.
My girls both seem to love hanging out with me in the sewing room. I suspect they pick up the relaxed vibe.
The belly shot:
Life is good!