It's been a week now. I haven't told about it yet, as I did not know initially if I would survive. My grandson turned 4 last week, and I got him a dog. Here in NC, that is pronounced dawg. The "dawg" is a lab pup. Zach and I brought the little one home, but I failed to clear things with maw maw. Needless to say, the past week has seen me more in the doghouse than the pup.
Every boy needs a dog. Now Zach's got one. He named him Buster. Buster turned 6 weeks old today. He and Zach are already bonded.
And although she won't admit it, I think Maw Maw is warming up as well. After all, who can deny the face of either one of these.
Y'all be blessed!
Pastor Ronnie
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