In the pound, Kobi had already won, he was going home with papa, no one knew what a prize he would be~
Our family has a long history with found puppies, pound puppies, and give away puppies. This is a picture of Kobi, One of my boys adopted him from the pound. He was looking for a little girl dog but Kobi was begging and jumping up and down, it was me me me! He couldn’t resist so he chose him.
here is Kobi at about 6 months, he was beautiful, we wondered how he ever ended up in the pound~
He looked a little like a poodle, but when they groomed him, he looked like a bichon frise. Living with Kobi was all about and being loved and licked to death. Goodbye to any more afternoon naps after work.
Emily Molly was the real thing, a full blood bichon frise, absolutely adorable and always a happy girl~
About a year later, it was decided maybe Kobi got lonesome while the kids were at work, so they went to North Texas and brought Molly home. She is a real bichon frise, just the sweetest and most precious little thing you ever saw. She and Kobi look exactly alike and they get along great. They slept together in a big kennel in the bedroom, it was a ritual when they went to bed or got up in the morning, Kobi had it planned who goes in first, who got out first, who was in charge of Molly’s little girly pillow, very complicated but he ran things and she went along with “what ever”. Kobi was a worrier, you cuuld see it in his face, when someone walked out of the room, he listened and watched and whimpered until everyone was back together. They were both funny, precious and wonderful~
Kobi went to puppy heaven earlier this summer, he was 13 years old. We are left with sweet memories. Miss Molly now has two new playmates, TJ and Abbie, who came from Fuzzy Pet Rescue Center in Waco Texas.
these are two of the most beautiful dogs ever, they have a good life and make the world a better place, they sure loved their mama and papa (and Tricia)
these little boys were happy to have their pictures taken., they stayed around close to their mother while she sold her tomatoes~
Here are some little Mexican boys at a market in Guanajuato, many years ago. The first three boys belonged to the tomato lady. I always loved the markets, they had wonderful smells~ tomatoes, oranges, mangoes and leather. I learned about things I had never heard of before, all kinds of squashes, exotic fruits, strange melons. The women always had time to explain the different types and how to fix them. Once I was talking to a woman who had a few vegetables for sale, and she was explaining how to cook a green round chayote squash. She was sitting on the ground on a blanket and had a small child close to her holding onto her arm. After a few minutes, I noticed she had a cardboard box next to her and there was this tiny tiny baby, wrapped up in a soft blanket. I was filled with mother feelings. It brought back all the sweet memories of having a newborn baby. Mexico is a country of mothers~