Sunday, May 23, 2010

Friday, May 14, 2010

Today is my birthday and Evy is my gift.

Evy has been good for me. She wakes me up between 7:30 and 8:00 every morning by standing on my chest, licking my face and making a noise that sounds like, "Gotta go, gotta go, gotta go!" And so, we get up and go whether or not I'm ready. A walk first thing in the morning is a good thing.

She's pretty much figured out the outside thing. Smart puppy.

Evy doesn't know any commands yet. Everything to her sounds like, "Blah, blah, blah!" She doesn't know English yet either. Molly says she knows Spanish. Makes sense, since her last name is Gonzalez.

Also, in a way, she is an illegal. She was hired off the back of a truck at the Walmart, had no papers and needed medical care. She doesn't understand English, I snuck her into Texas and her last name is Gonzalaz.

I just hope Immigration doesn't read this blog.

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