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My hubs ran a race. The Amy Thompson Run To Daylight included none other than my man, Murphy G. Ran it like a champ too, steady pace the whole way, he never stopped. When I run this race, I run and
then walk and
then run and
then walk and
then run across the finish line as though I have been powering at current pace since the start.

Murphy passed me about halfway and didn't realize it, he thought I was ahead of him the entire time. When I finally finished, I expected him to be on the sidelines, cheering me on. But no, he was looking for me because he was so sure I'd left him in my trail of dust. The pictures of me are not nearly as pretty as those of my husband; I look as though I just ran the Great Wall of China...
Twice!!



I am really proud of Murphy, he decided to run a race and he did it. He ran the whole way. And he is all stoked about running more races,
longer ones,
ones that involve training.

Next up the Dog*n*Jog. A two mile run with our Staffy, and about a billion other dogs.
Umm, hyper PitBull + 1Billion other hyper dogs = !?!?OMG (and I don't mean OhMurphyGlannon).
Cash is excited though, this was his face when we told him:

BFFs

Cash and Scout have gotten together a few times to play but the camera didn't make it out until now!!
Murphy and I noticed Scout back in October when his owners moved into the house diagonal to us. We only had Cash about 3 months and we were still adjusting to being new dog owners.
As you all know, we adopted Cash from Missouri Pit bull Rescue, and until now, I didn't realize how much they had brainwashed us into thinking that our dog would always be prohibited from contact with other male dogs. They just pounded that into our brains from the start. So, right off the bat, Murphy and I were overly cautious about our new pet; our new family member. We separated him from the cats with a baby gate (y'all remember the pics).

We immediately, instinctively, didn't trust our dog. We thought we were being responsible dog owners by doing this; we were positive we were avoiding some tragedy.
But, honestly, it just became a pain in the ass.
One day I just said, "Let's take down the gate. Let's just see what happens." And everything was fine. Sure Tyler still avoids Cash, but Joaquin has totally accepted Cash as a brother. They even give 'head knocks' as they pass in the house. So now we know our sweet little Cash is capable of playing with other, well behaved, male animals.

So anyway... As soon as we saw Scout, we loved him. We wanted so badly for Cash to meet Scout. Like a parent wants for their child to have friend. I know, its crazy, but having a dog is the closest I have been to having a child so yeah. You dog owners understand right? You human owners are like, "She has no idea!"

So anyway..long story short (too late) Winter prohibited...
Spring has sprung...
Cash loves his best friend Scout so much he just can't help but try to hump him on a regular basis. New issues but at least he has a friend right?

Cash

Cash just loves to roll around in the yard with his new toy!!

Too bad he is allergic to the grass, one more reason for us to move to the desert.




:)