So, I was still feeling sorry for myself and feeling sorry for Mountain Man. Because although men are not suppose to cry, there has been crying on both our parts on and off.
And finally I had to say, ‘Get thee gone and mope somewhere else for a time. I just can’t take your crying feeding mine.’
Now the house was feeling quite large and lonely without Lady Long. No longer were we greeted when we came in the room. Sir Laidback does not do this and never has.
With Mountain Man gone the house is even more large and lonely for me. I’m wishing that he would come back soon, wet eyes and all.
The day marched on. And on. And on. I waited for his return.
The day was getting older and he was still gone.
Finally the car came up the drive and Mountain Man had returned. But he didn’t come into the house. What was he doing out there for so long, you ask?
He was walking the new puppy. Sir Handsome. He is 4 months old and cute as a button. A Chiweenie. Mom a long haired Dachshund and Dad a long haired Chihuahua.
Loving, happy and inquisitive. Mountain Man gave me him and his little bed, a crate for night time, toys, food, harness and leash.
Sir Handsome gave me so much loving he wore himself out. Couldn’t you just eat him up he is so cute and sweet?
Mountain Man gets some handsome prince points too.