Taking our regular beach stroll. Mookie with her nose held high, ears flopping in the breeze, and her tongue out tasting the salt. Sometimes I take plenty for granted. When I see Mookie enjoying whats free in life, she brings me back to a new level of appreciation.
When I look into Mookie’s eyes I see her dark side on the left, and the sky on her right. She has the most beautiful seat of heterochromia eyes I’ve ver seen.
I like to imagine she is the mastermind behind the keyboard. I picture her writing her post with plenty of thought. She would write about her beach adventures, how much she loves my boyfriend and I, and how hungry she is for her favorite treats. If only she had thumbs.
Here she is. The very first picture I ever took of Mookie. She was 12 weeks old, three years later, her paws and ears are still the same size.. She was and still is the absolute cutest!
Watching her dad surf, when the storm comes in.
As fall approaches New England, there’s an undeniable chill in the air. On a crisp day last October, I dressed Mookie in a soft, cuddly sweat-shirt.
Jumping for joy , it’s the weekend! An old picture of Mookie from July 17th, of last year enjoying summer.