When One Becomes Two
MegMcB got her eyebrows done Sunday morning. She couldn't resist shooting me over a pic of the craftmanship. I guess they look pretty good. My little monster always was pretty proud of her whiskers, but I suppose a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do!
Speaking of eyebrows, do you remember how Hobbes' stripes always would become one big eyebrow? That always would give me a smile. When I was younger, I used to practice some of Hobbes' gestures. My brow became furrowed this past weekend when I discovered that "Doc" no longer was on Wayside's website. I knew I should've made my decision sooner.
This morning I learned that the friend of a friend, the one that originally found "Doc" and took him to the shelter since her 19-year-old Samantha wasn't keen on having a little brother, went back to get him. (How's that for a sentence?) He's done picked! Likely picked a month ago, but Samantha's mom needed some convincing.
This Cowboy also takes it a little personally since I've discovered Doc's now mother is another transplanted Okie living in the Kansas City area. That's an important fact to know because she changed his name to "Sooner." Now he will never know the orange way of the Cowboy.