Sometimes Sundays are just that hard...

Jason and Esme are both zonked after a nice long Sunday... Well, actually it was only 6pm, but they had done a lot up to that point. And yes, Jason is actually sleeping... I know! Good times, good times. :)

Summer Saturday

It feels just like summer outside! In the 70's, sunshine, green grass... beautiful! Jason and I went for an adventure with the dogs at the canal. Afterwards, we drove around town to see what others were doing on this beautiful Saturday. And the results were:



The older folks (at least older than kids or teens) enjoyed a day at the horseshoe pit! What fun times. And look! They even have spectators!! I really don't get it...







Here's our local softball team with what looks like may be the first game of the season! Go Honkers! (the Willows mascot)







The little leagues are out playing games now and practicing too!








And with all the energy you'll be using up on this fine Saturday, make sure to keep up on your protein with some "Fresh Eggs"! And look, you can even meet the hens that provide them for you!







Thank you to CBS for reminding us of this critical message... Unfortunately not many people in this town must observe this sign.








It's hard to see, but the sign says, "Quilt Show." There's even something for artsy art heartsy!








Willows may be small, but we sure now how to keep the town lively! Finally, I'd like to shared the "funny" of the day thus far....


Poor Ted mailed this letter to an old friend. Can anyone see the problem??? That's right! He thought this sticker was a stamp!! HAHAHA!!! Oh dear what good times. No worries, we love good'ole Ted. You just have to find humor in his antics sometimes in order to stay sane.

Hope everyone else has a wonderful Saturday!!!

"I Do Not Like the Cone of Shame!"

Our poor Esme had to put on the "Cone of Shame." She got a sore on her face from the cat or dog (while they were playing roughly). When the sore would start to heal, she would begin scratching it again, causing it to get bigger and bleed. Thus, her fate was decided... the cone of shame. Here are some pictures from today's dreaded event...





Right after I put it on, she just stood still not knowing what to do. Then, she walked over to the kennel and stood there like this for a couple of minutes!






Then when I finally got her out of the kennel, she had this poor sad little face and just stood there looking helpless...









I think she finally realized what was going on, and was humiliated and depressed. This picture says it all!






That's the sore on the side of her face...










By the end of the day Esme has her spirits back up. She still bangs into things and gets stuck sometimes, but she's upbeat and energetic.






Hopefully her sore will now heal. It's crazy how much an animal becomes like your own child. Esme has been a really big blessing to both Jason and me with everything that has been going on. Until we have kids of our own, she definitely takes the place of one for now. We love her!