Buttercup passed away before Thanksgiving.  It was hard on all the kids and myself.  About a week after she passed Jeff started looking for a new pup.  At first I wasn't so sure.  I couldn't quite put it into words but I just didn't like the idea.  But then I got to thinking about my Bear.   Bear needs a dog and so that did it for me.

And into our lives came Charlie.  I swore I would never get a 
Chihuahua.  Those little 
yippy rats just aren't for me (sorry if you have one.  I 'm sure 
your yippy rat is quite lovely).   However Charlie's other gene's  and his looks won me over.  Charlie's other half, the only half I will be claiming, is cow dog.
Isn't he adorable.

We bought Charlie for the kids but really he is my dog.  He loves us all but he has a special place in his heart just for me.  He follows me where ever I go.  His eyes are always on me.  I can see so much of his cow dog side.
He is really a fantastic dog.
Jeff sure knows how to pick 'em!