Monday afternoon I picked up our new foster dog from the shelter. Known at the shelter at Pebbles and as Rocket at our house, she is one sweet girl.
Rocket is a petite pit bull mix. I do not know a great deal about her back story- just that she was a Dixie dog sent up from the south and, like many Dixie dogs, was left outside for most of her life. She is now three.
Things are going well here. Last night Rocket spent some time in bed with Luke and I. She curled herself into a tight little ball 'o dog between the two of us, and fell fast asleep. Watching her sweet little chest rise and fall as she rested safely made me feel as though I could cry. How anyone could remotely mistreat this creature is beyond me. How no one has fallen in love with her is also.


Well, we love her. I'm having a lovely time with her. While we need to work on manners, it seems a small task. So what if she pulls on the leash? So what if she licks incessantly? So what if she jumps up on people? And really, so what if Luke found her sitting in the middle of the dining room table this morning? Nothing a little clicker and bits of cheese can't take care of.

Bpui, Rocket and I went on a nice hike through the woods today. They got along swimmingly, which was heartening to see. I think Rocket really enjoyed herself- even if she had to stay on the Flexi the whole time.




Watching dogs be dogs is one of my favorite things to do. I got a great deal of joy from watching Rocket sniff, bound, trot, and jump around the wooded path today. She seemed truly happy. And in the short time she has been with us, I have seen none of the anxiety the shelter staff spoke of. In a home environment, I am gifted with her true colors.

We will show off those true colors at Country Fair this weekend. It is parent's weekend here at our school in the Valley, and campus will be teeming with people. Perhaps there will be a lovely family in search of their perfect companion, who are unbiased about a dog who happens to be stigmatized, black, and not yet trained.
Yet.
Selfishly of me.
I hope she stays with us a long time.
It doesn't take me long to give my heart away to a dog, and I have done so with Rocket.
I'm thinking by the way she looks at me and doesn't let me out of her sight that she has given me hers, too.

Hey! I'm back!

The holiday season is coming upon us once again. And after a hiatus due to being sick and then just taking a break from creating, little larry & me is up and running full steam ahead once again.

There is news: Soft Fred is my latest addition to my work. Soft Fred is a sweet little division of little larry & me, specifically for baby products. Soft Fred maintains the integrity of all that is ll&m...I only use high quality, bright, hip, unique fabric. I try hard to make baby items that don't scream "baby" but instead "hey, I'm a beautiful accessory that just happens to be for a baby."

In other news, I am going to add a new aspect to my blog for mommies and daddies out there- I am going to review a different children's book each week. It will be a great way to add to your child's library and/or expand the stories you read together.

That's all for now, dearies.