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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.

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!

Target got adopted!

Little Target!

Yes, after just two weeks of fostering Target, he found himself a forever home. Once Chip and I spent a few hours with him after first bringing him home over Labor Day weekend, we knew that it wouldn’t take long for someone to fall in love with this sweet dog and adopt him. However, I don’t think either of us expected it to happen so soon! While we’ll miss his silly puppy energy and his happy wagging tail, we’re glad he found a home so fast and that his new family will get to know him at such a young and playful age. A family with two older kids adopted him and we couldn’t have asked for a better fit. With all these people at home, Target will be sure to get plenty of attention, something we wouldn’t always give him enough of. His new family also has another dog with tons of energy, so we’re sure Target will have nice long days filled with lots of wrestling and playing (no offense to Wrigs, but he just couldn’t keep up with Target!). We also enjoyed hearing how his new family loves music and will be changing Target’s name to Ziggy – we think it’s a great fit!

Thanks, Target/Ziggy, for being such a silly dog and reminding us how fun (and at times slighty exhausting) puppy-hood can be!

For those who haven’t seen it, here’s a video of Target and Wrigley getting excited for the first Cowboys game of the season :)

Target reluctantly taking a break from playing with tired Wrigley

Silly Target

As I mentioned in my last post, we recently found a home for Duke. Fostering Duke was more rewarding than we could have expected and we are so thankful that we live in a home that can support having a foster dog. We were excited to foster again, but we wanted to take a little bit of a break before bringing home another dog for a few reasons.

1. We would be going out of town for our trip to Colorado, so we didn’t want to bring a foster into our home for a week before heading out on vacation.

2. We wanted to get our house back in order. As much as we loved having Duke in our home and dog-sitting for different friends, having several dogs to take care of meant our house got put on the back-burner for a bit. We had a few small projects we wanted to focus on so we thought being a one-dog household again would help us out.

3. We wanted to give Wrigley some good one-on-one attention. He had adapted really well to having Duke around, but we wanted to see how he did without him and also spoil him a bit to make sure he was feeling loved. This meant that our best buddy was now allowed to get on the couch with us if we had a blanket for him to lay on as well as receiving a few more table scraps.

4. We needed time to prepare ourselves… let’s be real, we will never have a foster as sweet as Duke!

After a few weeks with just Wrigley in the house, I got an email from Peggy, the founder of CARE, which is the organization we had fostered Duke through. She emailed me about this sweet little pup named Target. Similar to Duke, he was at ACS and was scheduled to be put down since all of the shelters in San Antonio are over capacity. One of the staffworkers at ACS contacted Peggy and asked her for help; she had become attached to little Target in a very short time and couldn’t stand to see him not have a chance to find a way home. So Peggy went to ACS and pulled Target out, without a foster or adopting family lined up. This was two weeks ago. Peggy had been paying for Target to be boarded at different places just to keep him alive. So after talking to Chip, we agreed that Target would be our next foster. It was a little sooner than we thought we would be bringing another dog home, but we couldn’t pass up helping up this guy!

Target enjoying the ride to our house

So this past Friday, we picked up little Target and brought him home. There’s nothing I can say except that he is absolutely precious. He’s eight or nine months old and is full-on puppy. He’s curious about everything and so playful without being completely crazy (which is very appreciated!). We’ve only had him for a few days now, but I know he’s going to be a great dog and is going to be a wonderful dog for a family. Here’s what we’ve learned about Target in just the last few days:

1. He’s extremely curious and unafraid. Maybe it’s because he’s so young, but Target doesn’t seem to have any fear at all. Whereas Duke definitely had a past and would be startled at any noise, Target has to find out what’s going on whenever he hears a new noise. I love that he still has this innocence and that this will make his transition into his forever home easier.

2. He doesn’t like to be alone. I’m not sure if it’s because he had been boarded for the last two weeks and might not have had much interaction with people, but he loves to follow us around wherever we go in the house. We did a lot of yardwork and housework this past weekend with the Labor Day holiday, and Target was always there with us, inspecting our progress on our projects and laying down in whatever room we were working in. He also loves to cuddle and gets so excited to see us whenever we get home. It hasn’t taken him much time at all to look forward to seeing us and jumping in our laps for a belly rub.

3. He loves to play. Target has quickly discovered the toy bin in the living room and is content to just pull out all of the toys and play by himself. He has also been playing and wrestling with Wrigley a bit, although Wrigley doesn’t seem to appreciate Target’s puppy energy and speed after too long :)

4. He has the makings of a guard dog. He may be a small pup, but he is definitely confident in his bark. He’s already shown his tough side barking at the garbage man and our neighbors’ friends that were outside for a barbecue this past weekend. He’s also very smart and has already learned how to sit on command and is starting to get a hold on “shake.”

We really hope we can find a home for Target soon. He’s such a silly, sweet dog and we would love for his new family to see his fun puppy side. He’s doing really well with his crate training and is even starting to go outside on his own through our little doggy door whenever nature calls (pretty impressive for only being here 72 hours!). We can’t wait to find Target his forever home!

Relaxing in the living room

Enjoying some of Wrigley’s toys

Doing a great job on his first walk!

 

Thanks, Duke

This post is a bit delayed, but still special to me. For those of you who haven’t heard yet, Duke has found his forever home. Hooray! Ever since Chip and I first brought Duke home six months ago, my co-worker Sandra had her eye (and her heart!) on him. She had been wanting a dog pretty badly, but didn’t think she should be getting one in her current home since their yard was a bit small. But that didn’t stop her from consistently asking how Duke was doing and if he had found a family yet. Well, an opportunity came up over the summer that would allow Sandra to have Duke. She would be moving into a larger home with her family, one that came with a very large yard with plenty of space for a goofy dog to run around and play. After a bit of talking and planning, it was set. She would be adopting Duke. Duke is such a great fit for her with his easy going, gentle personality. I dropped Duke off over at her house a few weeks ago and it was so great to see him familiarize himself with his new home, sniffing out the living room and exploring the backyard. By the time I left Sandra’s house that afternoon, I knew Duke would be loved in his new home and that he would do a great job being a companion and protector to Sandra and her family.

I do have to admit, it was a little hard saying good bye to Duke. Knowing that we would be giving him to Sandra to adopt, I had prepared myself the week before hand, spending lots of time cuddling with Duke and telling him what a great foster dog he had been (yes, I’m one of those people that talks to dogs and believe in some way they know what you’re saying). I did my share of crying early hoping it would help me be less of a mess when I would give him to Sandra. For the most part, I was fine. I really didn’t get choked up or anything until I was leaving Sandra’s house. As I was walking out of her house, Duke started to follow me and as I stepped outside he just looked at me and did his cute little head tilt in confusion. It was so adorable and so Duke. I made myself walk quickly to my car and drove home crying, feeling so grateful that we got to spend six months with such a sweet dog. I did a little more crying at home and shamefully finished off a pint of Blue Bell chocolate chip cookie dough (could I be any more of a girl?). But by the end of that day, I was at peace being back to a one-dog household and excited for him and Sandra.

It’s been great hearing stories from Sandra about Duke. He’s still adjusting a bit, but considering how timid he was at first, I’m not surprised at all that he’s taking things slow. I’m so thankful for how Sandra has been patient with him and having him learn to trust her. I have a feeling these two are going to be quite the dynamic duo and I can’t wait to hear more stories about Duke from Sandra.

We are so thankful for the time we had with Duke. We fostered him for six months, which was much longer than we had expected. But for him, that amount of time was necessary. He was such a timid, scared and bone-thin dog back in February. But now, he’s a beautiful dog with a silly personality and enjoying his own home. As Chip and I sat talking about how we would miss silly Duke we couldn’t help but joke that we started off with a perfect foster dog and how it would probably ruin our expectations for every other foster dog we have. Duke, you sure have set the bar high!

Thanks to care for finding Duke six months ago at ACS and asking us to take him in so he would be saved from being put down. And thanks to everyone who supported us in our first foster dog experience!

Duke six months ago when we first brought him home

Duke ready for his new home!