Filed under: The Family | Tags: dogs, Noah, terrier mixes, cookouts, hamburgers, hot dogs, grilling
My brother and his wife spent their Memorial Day weekend in landscaping bliss, too.
This is their first summer in their house. They’re still in that soon-will-pass honeymoon phase where working in the yard is actually fun. It’s very sweet.
Ah, I remember those days, but that was before Jimmy Hosta.
Sunday night they invited my Mom, the Disaster Twins, and the Blonde family over for a cookout. My brother is quite the chef and made us hamburgers, hot dogs, grilled sweet corn, strawberry shortcake, and more. It was delicious, especially the corn, which I even ate full well knowing that stomach distress was likely to ensue later that night.
After dinner, we took a walk with the dogs, including the Disaster Twins cousin, Noah.
Noah is hilarious. He’s still a puppy and has way more energy than Miss Halas or Miss Lombardi have expended in months. They love to play with him, but tend to retreat in terror when he tries to play back.
Seriously, ladies, you’re scared of this?
Noah, you rock.


















