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Where I need to be


I was honored this past Sunday when my wonderful friends (and sorority sisters) threw me a surprise Puppy Shower!!  I felt so special and was totally caught off guard.  It's nice that my friends thought of me and wanted to welcome our newest bully to the family.  So, of course, we had to get T-Bone to come meet everyone & he did so well!  









I wonder how many people can say they have had a Puppy Shower?  I had an 'It's a Boy' ribbon to wear, and 'It's a Boy' cupcakes!  It was so cute.  I know I kept laughing (it's a nervous habit - lol) and smiling.   T-Bone is such a lucky little to boy to be so welcomed into our lives!  We love him dearly (Sarge & Stella too, of course).

Being a bulldog mom is my passion.  I love that we have now had the opportunity to rescue.  I know that bulldogs are my calling and I look forward to the work I have in the future to take care of more.  I would love the ability to foster and nurse them back to health.  To teach them that humans can be compassionate when they have been filled with doubt.  To give them hope when they have lost it, and to mend their broken hearts.  And of course, blog about all the fun and funny things those crazy creatures do.

Being an Aunt is life changing.  It's not just a title to me or a term of family hierarchy.  My aspiration is to love my nieces and nephews unconditionally.  I want them to know they always have an extra shoulder to cry on, another ear to listen to their worries, and the biggest cheerleader in the world on their side.  I will love them as if they are my own and given them all I can.  I can only hope that when they look back on life that they will know how truly lucky I am to be their Digga.  

Often times I feel like I could be missing out by not having children of my own.  I know I'll never know the feeling of a growing baby in my belly or giving birth (that's a plus side!).  I know that I won't be able to share in many of the experiences that my girlfriends have with becoming moms...and that kind of sucks.  But, those that love me show me that I am special just the way I am.  I LOVE being a bulldog mom.  I LOVE being an Aunt.  I am so blessed.  I think I am right where I need to be.  

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