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Oh, hey, 2015

I may have not made enough time for blogging these past few months, but 2015 has been a good year so far. Instead of brushing the past four months aside or doing separate posts for different moments (ain’t nobody got time for that), I decided to throw them all together here. Ready for picture overload?

January:

We celebrated the new year with some sweet friends in Fredericksburg. We love this awesome group and had such a good time talking over a delicious dinner, playing Pass the Pigs and Heads Up, watching the NYE special, and eating 12 grapes at midnight.

Dinner in Fredericksburg

Dinner in Fredericksburg

Ready for 2015!

Ready for 2015!

After talking about it for a while, I saw a dear friend move to LA. Y’all, this sassy girl is awesome and I love hearing about her new life in California. I have so much admiration for her for making this move!

One last dinner with Priscilla before her move

One last dinner with Priscilla before her move

February:

We spent Valentine’s Day in Fredericksburg and visited some of our favorite vineyards before having a great dinner at Arcade back in San Antonio. Each table was given a single red rose; naturally, I felt like I was on The Bachelor.

Wine tasting at 4.0

Wine tasting at 4.0

Will you accept this rose?

Will you accept this rose?

One of the best parts of this year has been finding a home for our foster dog, Molly. This will most likely get its own post at some point so I can share some pictures and more of her story. I still can’t believe we had her for five months and that we were able to see her change from an extremely timid dog that was completely numb to any human interaction, to a goofy and sweet, shy lab. Molly hit the doggy lottery when my dear friend Haley‘s parents adopted her.

On our way to meet up with Haley's parents

On our way to meet up with Haley’s parents

We took a trip to Nashville and ended the month with Ranchopalooza with our youth group.

With Riley and Becca in Nashville

With Riley and Becca in Nashville

March:

Warmer weather in March had us outside working on the yard. We planted some new grass in areas that the dogs had worn down to dirt and put some new plants in our garden. We finally did some landscaping along the fence of our backyard… twice. We planted some azaleas before we realized they are poisonous to dogs… oops. Thankfully we bought these plants at Millberger’s and they have a great return policy. Those azaleas came out and Indian hawthorn went in.

Wrigley's such a good supervisor

Wrigley’s such a good supervisor

Wrigley's all "Seriously, mom?"

Wrigley’s all “Seriously, mom?”

Back flowerbed once we planted the Indian hawthorn

Back flowerbed once we planted the Indian hawthorn

Gerber daisies have kept our garden looking good

Gerber daisies have kept our garden looking good

April:

April was spent preparing for Fiesta Arts Fair and coordinating volunteers to work throughout the two day event. I’m so thankful to be part of a team that made my first Fiesta Arts Fair so great and to Chip who worked the entire weekend with me. Other highlights to the Fiesta season were the River Parade and party at La Fogata.

Viva fiesta!

Viva fiesta!

Fiesta Arts Fair

Fiesta Arts Fair

Fiesta Arts Fair

Fiesta Arts Fair

Fiesta Arts Fair

Fiesta Arts Fair

The perfect card from one of my coworkers

The perfect card from one of my coworkers

Fiesta River Parade

Fiesta River Parade

So VIP...

So VIP…

At the La Fogata Fiesta event

At the La Fogata Fiesta event

May has already been off to a great start with the birth of the royal baby and having my little brother get engaged! So excited for Alex and Teresa!

Engaged!!

Engaged!!

A couple of last pictures of Wrigs…

And now we’re pretty much caught up. Hooray.

By golly, Miss Molly

It’s been a while since we last fostered a dog. Almost a year and a half, to be exact. Chip and I had been talking about fostering sometime soon when one of my old co-workers Annaliz texted me about a sweet, young lab named Molly (formerly named Raisin… I know, not the best dog name). She had been fostering Molly for a few weeks and asked if we would be willing to bring her into our home. Annaliz mentioned that Molly seemed like the female version of Duke, our very first foster dog. Once she said that, I knew we didn’t stand a chance at saying no. We had to foster this dog.

I picked up Molly from Annaliz’s house three weeks ago. She was so timid and terrified to leave her comfort zone, which was Annaliz’s backyard. We eventually got her into my car and she did alright on the short drive home. Chip was waiting for us when we got to the house and had put Wrigley in our bedroom so he wouldn’t overwhelm Molly as she walked in the door. We led her outside to the backyard and gave her some time to explore and sniff things out before we let Wrigley join her outside. Thankfully, they have gotten along great since we brought Molly home. It’s been so sweet to see how Wrigley has (unintentionally, of course) taught her how to be a dog. Without him, I don’t think she would be learning to trust us as quickly or even figured out the doggy door.

By golly, Miss Molly

By golly, Miss Molly

Molly has shown so much improvement over the last three weeks. She’s always been happy to play with Wrigley, but she gets so much more excited now when we let him out of our room every morning and they go outside together. If anyone is looking for a second dog to keep another pup company, Molly is the one for you. We’re slowly getting to see more of her goofy personality, which includes shaking her head and flapping her ears whenever she gets excited, carrying her food bowl around outside to whichever spot she prefers to eat from, pouncing after the birds in our yard (maybe she’s a hunting dog!), and wrestling with Wrigley.

 

Ready to play

Ready to play

During her first couple of weeks here, she was terrified to be inside the house with us. She would come in through the doggy door, but if either Chip or I walked into our living room, it was like she couldn’t run back outside fast enough. We gave her the first couple of weeks to do things on her own time, but recently started bringing her inside in the evenings and closing the doggy door behind her so she can’t escape to the backyard. Nothing like a little forced family time, right? But we really do think it has helped her get used to our voices and realize that it’s normal for us to come in and out of rooms and that everything will be fine. She now comes in on her own and naps while we go about our daily routines, instead of staring back at us with huge, dilated eyes. We still haven’t got her to spend a night inside the crate, but she’s been great sleeping on her new dog bed and hasn’t had a single accident inside.

Yesterday was a big day for Molly – we took her on her first walk with us. I’m a big fan of the Easy Walk harness so I quickly ordered one for her and after getting in the mail last week, we decided to go on a walk together yesterday morning. Chip got the car ready with dog blankets and waited outside with Wrigley while I (slowly) got Molly in her harness. She was pretty skeptical and froze when it was time to get in the car (Chip had to carry her in), but we eventually made our way down to Blue Star. We love the path there along the River and thought it would be calmer than walking her at a park. Considering that she was shaking the first few minutes in the car and had her tail tucked under when we started our walk, she ended up loving the morning. It didn’t take long for her to enjoy sniffing along the path next to Wrigley and wagging her tail as we finished our two mile walk. So glad we had that little 24-hour taste of Fall weather for a nice, cool walk and an afternoon of the dogs napping inside with the windows open.

Starting to enjoy the walk

Starting to enjoy the walk

Check out that smile on Molly's face

Check out that smile on Molly’s face

Don't worry, Wrigs. You're still the beloved first born.

Don’t worry, Wrigs. You’re still the beloved first born.

She’s still learning her name, and she’s still hesitant to come up to us, but she’s always wagging her tail when we talk to her and is slowly learning to trust us. She’s a sweet dog and we can’t wait to see her find a forever home.

Amanda and Finn

It’s no secret that I love dogs. I tweet about it. Blog about it. Wrigley makes up the majority of the pictures on my phone and camera. So when other people love their dogs as much as I do, well these people are just special to me.

Over the last few months, I’ve decided that Wrigley and I could totally be BFF’s with Amanda Seyfried and her dog, Finn. Not only was Amanda hilarious in Mean Girls and sang her heart out in Les Mis, she has that beautiful Australian Shepherd, Finn. I mean come on. How cute would a play date of him and Wrigley be?

As weird as it may sound, I absolutely love seeing all of the pictures and videos she posts of Finn, how she even poses with him, and how many times Us Weekly or People will catch pictures of her walking Finn like a normal person. Way to be a normal, loving dog momma, Amanda. In a celebrity culture that’s all about reality TV shows and extravagant lifestyles (cough Kardashians cough), I appreciate seeing someone who seems so down to earth and loves her dog so unconditionally. Thanks for showing everyone how deeply we can love an animal, that these pets can be such a special part of our lives, and that they can be excellent selfie partners.

Can we be friends?

Can we be friends?

PS feel free to call me for that doggie play date. Wrigley promises to behave.

Wrigley’s fourth birthday

Today our sweet pup Wrigley is four years old, making him officially an adult dog. Not going to lie, I’m not totally happy about that. He may be another year older, but we’ll always call him our pup no matter how old he gets. He’s our best bud, sheriff guard dog, food stealer, and belly rub beggar.

In honor of his birthday, Wrigley and I went on an extra long walk this morning. He’s currently napping on our bed while he recovers from our 2.5 miles and dreaming of the deer he barked at. What a ruff life.

During our walk at Phil Hardberger Park

During our walk at Phil Hardberger Park

Happy and tired pup after our walk

Happy and tired pup after our walk

After our walk, I made some homemade dog treats for Wrigs. We had some cute new treat cookie cutters thanks to my friend and Wrigley’s Tia Priscilla.

Wrigley's favorite ingredient: peanut butter

Wrigley’s favorite ingredient: peanut butter

Are the treats ready yet?

Are the treats ready yet?

Birthday treats

Birthday treats

Happy birthday, pup. We sure do love you.

Friday Fralo’s Family Night

Who doesn’t love a little bit of alliteration?

Last Friday, Wrigley was treated like a king. It was National Take Your Dog to Work day, so after spending the morning with me at Bromley, we came home for the afternoon (hooray summer Fridays!) to finish some last emails and get some laundry done after our trip to Nantucket. Since we hadn’t seen the pup in almost a week, Chip and I thought it would be fun to take him out to dinner with us. One of our favorite spots to take Wrigs is Fralo’s. We love this place as it is, but there’s something extra special during the times we take Wrigley with us. Sure he begs for our pizza crusts like it’s his job, but we love it.

Here are a few pictures from our family night at Fralo’s last Friday. Still getting a feel for our new camera, so Wrigley got to be the model for the evening. He’s a looker, right?

Knowing Friday is just a few hours away, TGIF everyone.

Patiently waiting for some pizza

Patiently waiting for some pizza

Can't have pizza at Fralo's without some wine

Can’t have pizza at Fralo’s without some wine

Cheers, y'all

Cheers, y’all

Friday night music

Friday night music

Love this pup

Love this pup

Some of the best pizza in town

Some of the best pizza in town

Hope everyone has had a good week!

A week with Chessie

Last Wednesday, I picked up Chessie on my way home from work. Today, I dropped her off to a fellow care volunteer who would be driving her to Austin to meet her new family. Yep, Chessie found herself a home in just one week! As cheesy as it sounds, we’re really excited for her and the new life she has ahead.

It was a fun week with Chessie. For being significantly underweight and most likely a stray at some point in her life, she had little to no fear, something that I wasn’t expecting. Our first foster Duke was scared of everything (especially men) for the first couple months but Chessie showed nothing but curiosity and playfulness while she was here. I found it almost humorous how uninhibited she was and how she could make everything a game, even swatting at my hand whenever I would point to the floor and tell her “down!” to get off the couch. She spent most of her week in our house emptying the toy bin every morning and evening and wrestling with Wrigley, which was pretty fun (and at times chaotic) to watch. She’s also really smart. It took her less then 24 hours to figure out the doggie door. She even managed to bring in one of Wrigley’s favorite branches in through it with her. To confirm, this doggie door is technically a cat door, so it’s pretty small. I have no idea how she accomplished this.

All in all, she was an easy foster for us. We had no troubles at all with her, except for yesterday morning when she figured out how to somehow jump our garden fence and not so kindly dug up my freshly planted cantaloupe (she also left us a little organic fertilizer… how thoughtful). But otherwise, she was a goofy addition to our home for the time she as here.

Now that we’re back to a one-dog household, I’m sure Wrigley will be sleeping a lot over the next few days. Such heavy playtime wears the pup out! (I know, his life is really hard)

Picking up Chessie one week ago

Picking up Chessie one week ago

Chessie and Wrigley waiting for some homemade treats last weekend

Chessie and Wrigley waiting for some homemade treats last weekend

Lots of playtime = naptime

Lots of playtime = naptime

It's hard to tell, but they were playing tug of war with a branch last night. Fools.

It’s hard to tell, but they were playing tug of war with a branch last night. Fools.

Dropping Chessie off today

Dropping Chessie off today

 

Meet Chessie

Today, we picked up our new foster dog, Chessie. It’s been a bit of a hiatus since our last foster Target in September. After Target, we had our trip to Colorado, then came the holiday season, I can’t remember what January looked like, February followed with retreats and events just about every weekend, and I’m still trying to figure out where March went (whoa, we’re in April?). Now that things are kind of slowing down (mmm, yeah right), we thought it was a good time to bring another foster home. I had been keeping on eye on care’s Facebook page since we fostered Duke and Target through them, but they’ve been pulling a lot of puppies from the shelter (don’t even get me started on how someone could abandon a litter of puppies). We love puppies, but we honestly wouldn’t be able to give them the attention and training they need with our schedules. So we decided to wait a little more.

Yesterday, my coworker Annaliz (she’s on care’s board of directors) asked if we would consider fostering Chessie. I had somehow missed her post on the Facebook page amongst all the puppy posts (if you’re looking for a puppy, please look at all these cute pups in need of homes!). After some quick texting with Chip, we decided we would go ahead and foster Chessie. She was actually in boarding since Peggy, the founder of care, didn’t want her to be put down at the pound (most dogs only have about 72 hours to get out of there), so I picked her up from a local vet where she had been staying for a couple days after work today.

Chessie chilling in my car

Chessie chilling in my car

Chessie is a three year old German Shepherd mix. She’s been nothing but sweet and extremely playful this evening. I’m convinced she’s been a pet to someone before. She had no hesitation following me out of the vet today or hopping into my car to go home. She’s shown no fear to either Chip or myself and has made herself comfortable jumping on the furniture (we’re already trying to break that habit, we just need her to learn “down” or “no” as soon as possible haha). She had fun running around in the backyard a bit trying to play with Wrigley (he’s still trying to figure her out) and has been content to nap in the living room while we eat dinner. She’s significantly underweight, so we’ll be giving her lots of food to get her to the size she’s supposed to be. I’m sure her coat will also get better when she puts on weight, Duke was the same way when we brought him home last year.

We’ll be taking her to a care pet adoption event this Saturday; here’s to hoping she finds her forever family soon!