I’m making a calendar for my sisters and Mother this year with family members birthdays and anniversaries on it. May featured Ada and my mother’s puppy, Annie, who showed up in Mom and Dad’s barn the eve of Mom’s birthday. And, no, I had nothing to do with that even though I knew Mom was looking for a dog.
We got to babysit Annie (who my daughter calls, “Goldie”) for two weeks this spring and we all had big fun together. Our dog, Zoe, surely one of the most patient golden retrievers on the planet, bore the brunt of the babysitting duties and basically served as an 80 pound chew toy during Annie’s visit.





