Sunday, September 19, 2010

Happiness

What you cannot see in this picture is my niece sleeping on the couch.  Five minutes before the picture was taken, Cheyenne discovered her "wooby" in a still-packed box upstairs.  I think it's fair to say that between my niece being here and the found wooby, she's one happy dog.

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* Postscript: "Wooby" = Cheyenne's baby, her toy, her blankie, her precious angel baby thing.  In her case, it's a $2.99 pillow from Walgreens, which I bought years ago as possible comfort following her surgery.  She loved it.  She sleeps with it, tosses it, chews it, flips it, ignores it and then happily discovers it again.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

what is a wooby??
sandy

CreekHiker / HollysFolly said...

too cute!!!

CreekHiker / HollysFolly said...

Oh gee... I was coming back to read it again and...you've deleted the best (naughty) parts! LOL!

Velvet Sacks said...

I love Cheyenne's happy face!