I sure do love sweets. Partial to chocolate, I have already gone through a bag of Reese’s Pieces individually wrapped Halloween candy. My husband bought a second bag and said “Don’t touch!” Oh really, I thought. We shall see about this. But honestly, I do not understand why it is so important to him. In the past three years, we have had a total of two trick-or-treaters. Two!
But, this post is not about candy sweets. It is about my sweets! My treasures! My delights! Can you guess what this will include? Let me give you a hint: they have fur and fat little tails.
Let us start with Adolf. Yes, we named our two kitties! A friend helped, using her keen observational skills. She noticed the distinct mustache and snarky attitude, so Adolf he now is.
Oh, and in case you read a post I wrote up a few weeks back called “A new friend,” you’ll recall I referred to Adolf as a ‘she’. A recent trip to the vet confirmed otherwise. Sorry Adolf!
Now the dogs will go in order of age and importance. Kidding. We won’t go in the order of age.
Here are my pumpkins. First in line: Tobi.
Here’s the only photo I got of Milo. He will jump down. And for a four-pound Yorkie, that’s practically suicide.
This is Bowie. She’s the baby … and she knows it.
My pups. Hope you’re having a great October so far. It sure is flying by. I’d like to leave you with one more sweet thing we enjoy around this place.
Yes, our two pound sweet potato. And this is one of approximately … I have no idea. Hundreds.