There was a time, before my brother was born, that my sister and I wore matching dresses for Easter, and had our portraits taken. So I thought it was only fitting that we take portraits of the sisters while Ginger was staying with us. Behold their glory:
Ginger went home this morning. AdRi was hoping to pawn off a stuffed dog toy we have as Ginger and not actually give Ginger back at all. That wouldn't have been nice. But she has been talking about doing that for several days now. Ginger is a very sweet little dog. And when I say little, I mean little. She's about half the size of her sister, Wink. We had lots of fun, went for lots of walks, and they even came in to my work with me a little bit yesterday. Wink showed Ginger how to ride in an elevator, and how to be as cute as possible for my coworkers. When Wink is happy, she wiggles. When Ginger is happy, she wags her tail. Thus, Wiggles and Waggles served as the Welcome Wagon to many.
And there's just something about this picture that makes me smile.
Goodbye, Ginger, and tell your mom thanks!