Homecoming

We had our school Fall Festival, which apparently will become an annual thing, two weeks ago.  The homecoming football game ended up being right after it.  So, it was very sunny for the first part of the game.  Some of the band players wanted sunglasses.  Zack joined in.  He asked if he looked cool, as he reclined in the bleachers for a picture. 

Little did we know that the annoying sun would be missed once the sun set.  It was 60 degrees and many of us were in shorts from the earlier Festival.  Bhhuurrrr!

House Divided

Not really knowing where Zachary wants to go to college, but encouraging him based on several music teacher's comments and what he has found from reading bios on the Houston Symphony web page, he would like to go to Rice.  I do not know if he will have the grades or the focus for that program and luckily U of H has a great music program too.  We do anticipate college in his future.  In the meantime, I thought this might be a cute picture...

Found

He needed a home, and only three days prior had a spot come available.  I never imagined I would get another dog right after Pete passed.  But Kirby was abandoned and needed a home.  A friend of a friend found him on the way to work, on Kirby Drive in Pasadena.  I figured he had to be someones, and so we decided to wait.  The rescuers searched neighborhoods, reported it to the police in their little city, and went to the vet to check on a pet chip, but no one came.

After a week, Kirby came home with us.  I was afraid to wait too long.  I figured John only said yes because he was sympathetic to my recent loss.  He has been a wonderful addition to our family.  He is the sweetest little dog.  He is an approximately 2 year old, male chihuahua.  Pete always wanted to be around you, but Kirby wants to love on you. He is so appreciative of every bit of attention you give him.  And the best thing for our family is that he is good with Zachary, and even John likes him pretty well.

We are in a different stage with Zachary, so I need the calm of Kirby.  I need the quiet walks with him, and the company in the early hours of the morning.  He even encourages me to play with him and it takes my mind off of aggravations. 

I'm thankful for whoever decided they could no longer keep him.  He needed us, and we needed him.