
Barney’s Morning Walk
When you’re a smoll boi, there’s a big rock and you need to get to a smell that’s out of reach on the ground. 🤣🤣🤣

When you’re a smoll boi, there’s a big rock and you need to get to a smell that’s out of reach on the ground. 🤣🤣🤣
Barney is the only papillon I’ve had who likes to burrow and troll around in the hostas. 🤷🏻♀️ Amy is obviously concerned that he’s so weird sometimes. 🤦🏻♀️🤣
Context: My dad passed away a little over two years ago. I am mid-40’s which feels young to lose my dad.
Went to Target yesterday. Saw Father’s Day cards. Wanted to get a card for my husband from our dogs. That part went okay.
Then I decided to get my father-in-law a card just from me.
Read more cards.
This. Was. A. Mistake.
Tears started.
More tears.
Ugly crying happened.
FaceTimed my husband because I didn’t know what else to do.
I finally calmed down after about 10 minutes, but the grief and sadness hits hard when I don’t see it coming.
I put the pictures in the wrong order. 🤦🏻♀️ Amy’s gotcha day is coming up at the beginning of July. Amy was 5 when we got her. She was a grand champion and is now enjoying her sweet retirement life!
Tomorrow marks the second anniversary of meeting Barney. ♥️♥️♥️
When I’m making breakfast and suddenly feel like I’m being watched. 😋 Barney’s default setting is “blep” 🤣
She’s such a good girl. So lucky to have our little Amy. ♥️♥️♥️