Last Tuesday, Peyton's real Mom picked her up for her spay surgery. She came home in a classy cone. Andrew and I laughed at her for 6 days straight. She bumped into door frames, our knees, Raven, and the best part was watching her fit her cone head around her food dish. Yes, we are mean parents.
Thankfully, she is out of the cone now, and back to her normal self. She's up to a whopping 40 lbs at 21 weeks old. Raven was 40 lbs at 7 months... Peyton will be large.
We've had quite a bit of snow this week, topped off by freezing rain last night. The dogs run outside and manage to stand on top of the snow for half a second before we hear >crunch< The ice breaks and they sink down about 6 inches. They look really shocked, and then go back to romping around.
Life is good.
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