Gracie’s been busy as ever.  Playing with BrightSide, going for walks with the kids, romping with the other dogs at doggy daycare while we’re out of town…and managing to wreak her own special brand of havoc when the chance arises.

Here’s what our girl’s been up to since her last update:

**  A bowl of turkey chunks.  Sadly (for her), Gracie didn’t have enough time to eat them all.  As a compromise, she contented herself with devouring a few pieces while licking everything in the bowl.

**  Tissues.  Tissues, tissues, always with the tissues.  Kleenex ought to be paying us dividends at this point.

**  Bear’s Sunday School craft.  You know those crafts kids present proudly when you pick them up from the classroom?  The ones they worked diligently on after learning the day’s bible story?  Yep.  That was the craft Bear left sitting on the entryway table and sure enough, that was the craft Gracie carried behind a chair for gnawing.

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I can admit it – I’m ridiculous when it comes to these dogs.  I mean, Gracie eats anything that’s not nailed down and Phoebe can be as jealous as a toddler.  In the end, though, it doesn’t matter what havoc these guys wreck.  I’m like a cult member who’s drunk the Kool Aid.  Dogs Rule.

And yet, when I look around this house and see the damage they’ve done…well, there are days it’s a miracle I haven’t thrown them out the front door and said good riddance.

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Some moments are etched indelibly on my memory.  The day I looked at BrightSide and knew, way down in my bones, that I loved him.  The morning I fell into T-man’s liquid brown eyes and discovered an entirely different kind of love.  The evening I held Bear for the first time and realized I was equal parts enthralled and terrified by this tiny being.

And then there are times when your dog leaps out the car window like superman.

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Oh, Gracie…our sweet, adorable, scampish, bullheaded, never-met-a-thing-she-didn’t-want-to-eat Gracie.

If you’re a long time reader, you know what’s coming.  If you’re new to RFTM, welcome aboard the Gracie crazy train.  We keep a running tally of her dietary hijinks around here.  No embellishment necessary.

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Our pretty, peculiar, puzzling, and perpetually attention seeking Phoebe…

If ever there were an example of a dog who doesn’t fit the mold, our Phoebe is it.

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