Anyway, this is the lovely lady Kells. She is technically an Irish Wolfhound. She weighs about 120 lbs, but is so thin and elegant. The mails can hit up to 200 lbs. I remember the first time I met a Wolfhound and I was honestly scared to death. I thought that he (I met him at Cottonwood Animal Hospital, can't remember his name at the moment) was one of the ugliest things I'd ever seen. But then, I spent some time with him, and absolutely fell in love with his eccentric beauty.
A few years later, I found out that my mom's neighbors had just gotten an Irish Wolfhound puppy. And thus Kells came into my life. I go and see her when I am up at my mom's for dinner every other Sunday. Her sweet family has been so kind to let me indulge my dog-emptiness and invade their home once or twice a month. On with the story, Kells had a serious surgery last week, and almost died. I was so worried (thus the little sleep part 1). But she came through surgery well, and is now back to (well almost) her old self.
Her family had a family reunion planned, so I offered to watch her so they could still go. Little did they know it was for highly selfish reasons. I have had so much fun just being with her. She has the sweetest heart! I am completely in love with this girly! 

#1- Remember how I said that I have never known content? Well, I'm living and breathing content these days. I'm grateful for my home, my car, my job, etc. Even though I want to move, want a new car, want to work only by choice, etc. Having your hubby lose his jobs makes you incredibly grateful for what you DO have, not what you DON'T.
And that's all I can really think of for the moment. But the two of those things have been taking up an awful lot of my time and energy as of late. Here's to hoping I've learned enough on these two subjects for the time being. All I can say, is that thanks to the three people you see in the pictures throughout this post, I would not be as sane as I am at the moment. If you can call it sane... HA! HA! ;)



