Howie's Second Shots

So Brock and I took Howie to the vet this morning. They had apparently lost his file so we had to fill out new info. The first time he had shots he didn't cry at all. When he came back in he ran over to Brock and was perched on his shoulder like a little parrot. It was way cute. When we has 8 weeks he weighed 2.8 pounds.

Today when we took him (11 weeks) he was 3.3 pounds. They took him back to give him the shots and we heard him cry so loud. When the girl came back in she said he started crying before she even gave him the shot. Silly Howie.

He can be fearless sometimes thought, him and my Parents dog, Lotte (a Samoyed) were running around playing like best friends. Thought I think Lotte likes younger men... ha. Right now we're back at our apartment and Howie is sleeping on the love sac and Brock is sleeping on the couch. What silly boys I have.

Snoop Dog

Check it out. Pray for Snoop y'all. :P

Breaking Tradition

I'm going to go ahead and break the tradition of posting once a year, and see if I can yet again challenge myself to get back into blogging. Brock and I have a new puppy (as opposed to an old puppy) named Howie. He is a little Yorkshire Terrier and he is so spunky. We got him on June 7 from a family in American Fork. They said that they didn't want their Yorkies to have puppies just yet but their little girl let the boy dog out, and one thing led to another- and Howie was born!

Brock graduated this May, as i'm sure all you know, with B.A. in Psychology, and is working at the Hampton Inn. I have 40 credits left, aka a little over 1 year, and I am working at Deseret First Credit Union.

Well that's kind of boring, stay tuned for cool features on this blog-- as soon as I can figure them out, or as soon as Trisha gets here and can show me how. :P