Thursday, February 13, 2025

Miles 1st Birthday

On November 7, 2024, our most favorite rascal ever turned 1. Elizabeth and I took Miles to the vet for his annual visit. He got so nervous when the vet was examining him that he peed all over the floor (and himself in the process). In spite of this behavior (which was quickly forgiven by the vet), Miles received a clean bill of health. 

We took him to grab an ice cream cone at Dairy Queen and into our favorite locally owned dog store where he got to pick out a toy (or two). 

Overall, I'd say he had a great day. He got his treats, toys, and (as always) tons and tons of attention which is just how he likes it. 

We are so happy to have this little guy in our lives. He brings us so much joy and love, and we couldn't imagine our worlds without him. 

Happy 1st birthday, Miles Gregg! We love you!!!




Miles sitting down on the white(ish) tile floor of the vets office. He has his blue collar and leash on and is looking straight into the camera. He is panting pretty good from the heat and nerves.

A close up of Miles snoot and mouth as he eats a vanilla ice cream cone. He has an ice cream mustache. Elizabeth and I parked the car in the parking lot of the dairy queen so that we could keep him from getting the whole car caked with ice cream. He is standing up in the trunk of the car while Elizabeth is feeding him his cone. He is leaning into it without abandon, and probably would have fallen right out of the trunk if we weren't making sure to keep the cone away from the edge of the trunk. His long blue leash is in the background on the left-hand side of the pic.





 

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Wednesday, February 12, 2025

Elizabeth’s Tournament

This past fall Elizabeth had a soccer tournament in Asheville, NC. Bob and I joined Elizabeth for the weekend, and spent the time watching her team play 3 soccer games. The girls did not qualify to play in the fourth game as the games were all worth points (3 for a win, 1 for a tie, 0 for a loss) and we did not have enough points compared with our competitors to move on. 

It was a really nice getaway with just the three of us. This was Elizabeth's first (and last as she has aged out) season with this team, and she didn't really jive with too many of the girls, so she spent a lot of time with Bob and I instead of hanging out with the girls from her team. (It's hard to make friends/acquaintances with girls who have been playing together for years, and you are the new girl who only will be around for one season.) We loved having her with us as it was nice to spend time with just Elizabeth. 

We had really good weather which is always a plus when you are committed to a weekend of soccer games. There wasn't too much time to do many activities in downtown Asheville which was okay as we have been there multiple times prior to this weekend and weren't really missing anything. In fact, we had planned to spend Sunday afternoon exploring Ashville after all of the games had been played, but we ended up just going home after the third game because we were all pooped. 



Elizabeth's soccer team wearing their sky blue uniform tops with navy blue shorts are sitting on and around the team bench before a soccer game. The field is turf. The sun is shining and the field is surrounded by a chain link fence. Three sides of the field are surrounded by trees/woods. The 4th side of the field (the one in which the picture was taken and is not in the picture) are metal bleachers.

Dad, Me, and then Elizabeth taking a selfie in a restaurant parking lot. Dad is on the left, I am in the center, and Elizabeth is on the right hand side. Our arms are around each other. Dad is wearing his glasses and his green fat-heads tshirt. I am wearing sunglasses with my hair down and straightened. I am wearing a black and white striped t-shirt with my purse strap across my chest hanging over my left shoulder. Elizabeth is wearing her pink dr. pepper tshirt with her hair pulled back into a ponytail. The sky is blue and the sun is out. In the background of the photo are random cars parked in the restaurant parking lot.

This is a photo of our "hotel" room. I had to take it because the room was run down and gross. The deal dad got - he got for a reason. The walls are all painted white/off white. There are two full beds in the picture both with matching yellow(ish) comforters and white sheets/pillow cases. The sheets are pulled down slightly on the made beds. There is a nightstand with a lamp on it in between both full beds. On top of the farthest bed are my bags. I brought Elizabeth's rainbow bag and also the floral fabric shopping bag that Aunt Jessica gave me.
We tease Bobby because he is always looking "for a deal". He described this hotel to us as some luxury resort and was pretty stoked to show it to us. We were not impressed and Bobby got bamboozled. This place may have been luxury in the 1970's, but it was anything but luxury now. We told him he was no longer allowed to book lodging for us without showing us the accommodations prior to making the reservations. 

Another selfie of the three of us in some random parking lot (I think - its hard to tell). The sky is blue with white fluffy clouds here and there. There are a couple of stop lights in the distance with several trees scattered here and there. Dad is on the left of the selfie wearing his blue fatheads t-shirt, glasses, khaki shorts, and crips white and black sneakers. I am standing the middle with my hair pulled back into a bun with my sunglasses placed on top of my head. I am wearing a black tank top with my fluffy mustard green skirt and black flipflops. Elizabeth is on the right. She is wearing a blue bike MS t-shirt, black shorts, and very clean, crisp white tennis shoes. We all have our arms around each other.

 

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Tuesday, February 11, 2025

Moose and Miles

 Moose is a one-of-a-kind cat, never able to be replaced or replicated. Miles is a one-of-a-kind puppy that has more personality than I ever thought possible in a dog. The happiness that these two four-legged family members bring to our family is limitless. The love that I have for Moose and the love that our whole family has for Miles is as wide as the sky. Our family would not be what it is without them in it. They make us laugh and are constantly creating memories for us to cherish forever. 




A portrait of Miles sleeping soundly on my unmade bed. The picture shows just his head and one of his front paws. He is snuggled up among the covers.

A close up of Miles face. The view shows just his head resting on one of my decorative pillows. His eyes are partially open and his nose is front and center.

A different angle of the same shot. This is taken from his left side (if looking straight at him). His head is slightly tilted and more of his body is showing.

A picture of Miles chewing a large stick while on leash sitting at one of Elizabeth's soccer tournaments. Dad and I were sitting in our fold-up chairs. We are sitting on grass outside the fence where the field is. The sky is sunny.

Miles laying down and chewing a long thin stick. He is entertaining himself for a short while while Dad and I watched Elizabeth play in her soccer tournament.

Another angle of Miles laying down chewing his stick. This picture is taken with me standing right over Miles as he chews his bone.

Moose staring straight into the camera while he lays down on the back of the couch. He is looking so very handsome.

Miles and Heron sleeping together on the ottoman. Gloria is sleeping blissfully while Miles is sleeping with his head nuzzled up over Heron's neck. (You are in the background of this pic being the big spoon to Miles.)





Moose sitting regally in the white chair in the living room corner by the window. He is (once again) staring into the camera lens, he has adopted a lion pose with his front paw hanging over the edge of the chair stretched out.

Miles and I in the car together. I am in the drivers seat and Miles is standing on the middle seats with his head looking over my right shoulder.

Miles sleeping on my unmade bed. He is on his back with his head slightly tilted. He has a smile on his face and his front two paws are standing straight up, but folded at his ankles.

Miles walking toward me on the Forney Creek Trail. The picture only shows the bottoms of the trees and the pathway with brown leaves littered throughout the forest floor.

Moose sitting on the left hand stool in the kitchen. There is a light blue apron hanging off the back of the chair with bright pink, large flowers scattered all over it. Moose is looking away from the camera. His fluff is extra fluffy and one of his front paws is tucked underneath him while the other one is only peeking out about a quarter of the way, showing only the white of his paw. This paw is hanging off of the chair very, very slightly. He knows his picture is being taken and he is trying to look very demure.





A view of Moose from the back. He is sitting in front of the left hand window of the front room. The plant stands are to his right with a variety of green plants hanging down here and there. The ottoman, a small part of the loveseat, and a chair are in view as well as a rocking chair on the front porch. The white curtains are hanging down to the left and right of the window.

Moose sitting on the planner book on top of the dining room table. He is looking to the right with his eyes halfway closed - giving an attitude like he can't be bothered. My markers are strewn across the view in the photo and there is a single candlestick in the picture towards the back.

Moose standing on his hind legs drinking something off of my nightstand. He is standing on the little area rug I keep beside my bed. The window to the right of the nightstand is open (or at least the curtains are open).

Miles sitting on his dog bed looking out the window with his "poor me" body posture. The curtain is open as well as the window and he is just hoping and wishing to be able to go outside in the sunshine. He is giving a Rapunzel vibe - like he wants all of the people outside to see him sitting in the window and feel sorry for him and rescure him from his tower.

Moose, sound asleep on your old bed. King Julian is beside him as he lays in a crescent moon shape half on his back, half on his side. He is surrounded by pillows.

Moosey laying on your bed - basking in the sunshine. The window is open and the sun is shining brightly. Your white curtains are open so he can get a good view out the window. His body is facing your closet all stretched out, but his head is turned to the left to get a good look and judge all of the people/creatures he sees outside. Your bed, I mean Moosey's old bed, is made nicely.



Miles, laying down on one of my area rugs in my room, his laying on his back, but all you can see in this pic is Miles' face. His face is turned toward the camera toward the left. You can see one eye as as the other is smooshed into the carpet. His jowls are drooping down toward the side with his mouth slightly open. He has a super goofy look on his face.

Miles and Heron sleeping together on the living room carpet. The ottoman is to the right and the coffee table is in the forefront. Heron is the big spoon and Miles is the little spoon and both are sleeping soundly.
Miles adores Heron. Heron? Not so much. 

On a sunny day, Moose is laying at the end of my made bed near Elizabeth's school supplies, and on top of Elizabeth's school papers. . He is laying down with his tail tucked around him and is paws underneath his body. He is looking up at someone with an annoyed expression on his face. (Looking handsome as ever.)

A close up of Moose's front half. He is laying on top of the coffee table in my room facing the chairs/me sitting in the chair. His front paws are placed in front of him and he is sitting primly waiting for something (but who knows what). He looks very handsome.

Moosey, sitting on the kitchen island, smelling roses and baby's breath flowers making a face that shows his dislike of something about the bouquet. His eyes are squinted and his ears are pinned back on his head.

 

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