..........the old man is snoring.

God will not give us  more than we can handle. That is a promise. But sometimes-it sure hurts to go through His plan for life.

When Todd and I first got married we got this little mutt dog. We drove 3 hours to this crazy puppy mill in the middle of the woods to pay $100 for this little tiny ball of fur-we were told was a girl. Bella Broadus :) We drove to Petsmart to purchase Bella a bed, and food and toys...only to find out Bella was a boy. We named him Reece and he became our first baby.

Reece was a great puppy. The night before Madyson was born he was snuggled to me all night. He was whiny and clingy. Turns out I was having issues inside that I was unaware and after a trip to the doctor and 4 days in the hospital-we came home with his little sister Madyson. If he had not of been so persistent, I probably would have gone on without heading to the doctor. And who knows what would have happened.

As Reece aged he still loved and adored Todd and I, but he became aggressive to the girls and he had to become an outside dog. Over the last year he began to turn grey, loose his hair and become more temperamental.

Tonight, we found Reece lying in a lawn chair coughing up blood and having a hard time breathing. Todd and I wrapped him in a towel and held him until he passed away. Then at 10:45 we buried him near our garden.

Rest in Peace-little man. You are always the king of the house.