Lucky Dog
Harriet on a walk yesterday in our neighborhood. She's wearing a Halloween friendship bracelet (tied to her collar). Bam made it for her. The kids have matching ones, PS. There's a reason this expression exists: LUCKY DOG. Because seriously, some dogs are so dang LUCKY. They've hit the cosmic lottery and have found tender-loving-care in literally every interaction they have here on Planet E. (In addition to a pretty sweet arrangement when it comes to work/life/family balance. We're talking stress-free living at its finest.) And I'm pretty certain our dog Harriet would back me up on this one--IF she could talk. Because I have never seen a dog so cherished by its owners. All 6 of our kids--Elder Meehan, Bam, Papaya, Jr, Zu and Lu--SHOWER this dog with love. It is nothing short of incredible. She's a 5 year-old mixed "something" terrier and I'm not sure she's ever known a day when someone ...