It began the day my sons walked in -in their arms were two Siberian husky pups-I hardened my heart against the puppy eyes looking at me-threw a right royal Victorian tantrum-its the dogs or me-I pronounced haughtily. Needless to say-their choice was clear-. As for my better half-he maintained a diplomatic silence-albeit with a few unintelligible squeaks and squawks -all in favour of the pups of course.
The household was filled with puppy licks and barks-with the laughter of my sons and my husband-and love, joy and rambunctious games. Our home has not stopped smiling since that fortuitous day.
We named them Blizzard and Pheonix-Blizzard for his snowed in ancestors-and Phoneix because my son literally nursed him back from near death. Tails wagging and chubby legs-they were all over the house-and where they went-laughter followed. And slowly a house became a home again-its two years now-and life has never looked back. Mr Grumps began to smile again, and if thats not a miracle, I will chew my tail!!!!!!
So all of you out there-empty nest, unfair boss, unfair life(yeah right-join the gang)get yourself a
pet-and a life!!!!!!!!!
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