My Brother, Mackie

This past Tuesday, dad left the house at 3:30 am.   He said he was going to the Boston area with his buddy, Dan to get wood.  It got to be 1:30 in the afternoon and mom hadn't heard from him.  Dad didn't answer his cell phone and after 87 tries, she started to get worried so mom called Dan.  Dad wasn't with Dan.  The story was a fib.  Dad was in Missouri buying an Airedale puppy.  Why Missouri, you ask?   Because Mitch came from Missouri and dad wanted a puppy with hound ears and a shorter tail like Mitch had.  
Mom finally got a call from dad when he was a half hour from home and he'd told her what his day had been like.  In all honesty, mom was over-the-top upset to say the least and that is putting it mildly.

So~~~~~
 Introducing my new brother, Mackie!

 Yup, he had his first taste of ice cream on my gotcha day!

 And he has discovered feathers already~

 Mackie's mom's name is Maggie and his dad's name is Ruger.   Ruger was Mitch's name before we changed it to Mitch.   Dad thinks this puppy was meant to be here. 

 I think he likes it here☺

 Here I come, ready or not!

Mackie traveled with dad underneath his seat on the AirePlane in that carry-on that you see behind him. 

 He's got my ball, mom!

 It's MY ball and it's pink so keep your huge mitts off of it!

 I think I have my work cut out for me!

 Love ya lots♥
Molly and Mackie