Who is Ginger Michelle????

Wow, it has been quite a few days since our last post. A lot has happened in a week. Sadly, we lost our next door neighbor, Sarah Patton, who was very near and dear to our family. We feel the emptiness already. We are trying hard to keep a good eye on her husband, Mack. He is lost without her. They had been married for a little more than 65 years and I can't imagine what he must be going through. Please keep him in your prayers.

I took Tink for a haircut and I thought Rhonda was going to have a heart attack when she saw it. But after a few days, totally loves it. I guess there will be no bun for ballet this year.

Who is the other "person" in this photo, you ask? This is another member of our family. This is Ginger Michelle, our one year old miniature Dachshund. The most common remark we get when people see her for the first time is "Oh, how cute, is she a Jack Russell terrier?" She kinda looks like one, doesn't she? But, I assure you she is all Dachshund. She is my partner in most everything I do. Apparently, someone forgot to tell her that she is a dog. She thinks everyone loves her. When someone comes by to pick up a quilt she greets them with a wag of her tail and if she gets the chance, a lick on the face. Actually, that is being quite modest. She really doesn't discriminate with her tongue--if she happens to get you in the mouth or nostril or ear, she doesn't care.

Her favorite toy is a tennis ball. Whenever she can't get anyone to throw it for her, she throws it herself. At Christmas, she threw it up and it landed in the Christmas tree--just stuck there--hanging like an ornament. Just the other day, Rhonda was walking by and looked over and guess where she had thrown it? She had tossed it in the toilet--guess we don't have that ball anymore!

Russ AKA SQM