This week, starting on Friday afternoon, we took over "parenting" the animals owned by our good friends, the Ipemas. We have "adopted" (for the week) a senior golden retriever, Star; an older long haired (not sure on the breed) cat, Smokey; and a young gun Bernisse Mountain Dog, Zoey. Within the first 12 hours, I quickly learned that walks would be (at minimum) a twice daily routine for Zoey. She's FULL of energy and not quite ready to let it loose in the yard like her big sister, Starlight. So, Zoey and I (and Kayleigh) are getting our exercise this week. :) I'm not sure I'd recommend beginning to parent a large breed dog at 32 weeks pregnant; I just can't waddle fast enough, no matter how hard I try :). BUT we're getting through it. Kayleigh is learning all about dogs this week. She's already an avid cat lover and climbs the stairs to see Smokey the (K .. K...) several times throughout the day. She knows her way around the upstairs and can "sniff out" the kitty's hiding place without much trouble. BUT since Andre is the ONLY pet in our house (and probably a fairly lonely one this week), Kayleigh is learning about dogs. Her Grammy Creswell taught her how to say Woof Woof when referring to Brittany, but Brittany is far more cat-like than the dogs Kayleigh is living with right now. It takes quite a bit of courage for a 16 month old to look Zoey in the eye and not go screaming for your Mommy :) ... BUT we're learning because, Kayleigh, no I will not pick you "Out Out" every time the doggie comes towards you.

Catch the latest image from Zoey and Kayleigh ... they were watching "Daddy" make burgers for supper and Starlight was playing loose in the backyard. Both of them seem to be saying, "How come SHE is so lucky?" or "When is it MY turn?"

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