Meet Muffy Our Dog

Unlike Grandpa Fife's family, our family pets did not usually meet cruel ends (not all the time), but I have ended up with a... resistance to the idea of pets. Of any kind. Ever.

So it may surprise most people that Grant has a dog named Muffy. He's a very nice dog. He's never, ever made a mess on the floor. In fact, he never comes inside our house and never complains or whines. He manages to keep his messes to himself somehow and hasn't impacted our budget much. And believe it or not, Grant is the only one who takes care of him.

You see, Grant one day at recess met Muffy who lives at a house with a fenced backyard that borders the school playground and now Muffy is his dog. He is a nice looking dog. We were all introduced after a soccer practice last week. I said as we were walking away that if we were ever going to have a dog it would be like him. Missy smiled and said "That's how it starts and before you know it you've got one." To which I replied, "No, I mean a dog like that that's owned by someone else." :)