Come into our home and you will see this often. It isn't just the littlest of the family that curls up with the English Mastiff.
No, you will also find her curled up with the oldest and the youngest at the same time. My question is how can a 200 pound dog, a 180 pound man child, and a 45 pound kid fit in a twin size trundle bed?
You might even find her curled up by herself on the end of the recliner.
But the one person you won't find Missy curled up with is Hope. Hope isn't that fond of Missy. She gives her the evil eye and a loud shriek. She calls her things like, "Dog, Mutt, and Beast". Missy is smarter than Hope. Missy waits until Hope leaves for school. Then Missy crawls into her bed and lounges about for the whole day enjoying the room of a princess. She enjoys the feather mattress and the soft purple comforter. She loves to lay her head on the matching pillows. I think she even drools on them intentionally. Then when she hears Hope walk back through the front door after a long day at school, Missy quickly gets out of her room. She leaves the impression that she has just been laying in the hall all day. Hope asked me one day, "Mom, why is there always dog hair in my bed?" I only smiled because I wasn't about to give away the secrets of the English Mastiff.
The musings of a godly husband and wife seeking a simpler life in today's world. Pour a cup of coffee and spend time with us as we ramble on about spirituality, raising children, farm steading, politics, sports, woodworking, and all the other things in life we enjoy.