Poor puppy

Every time I leave the house and can't take along sweet Annie, this is what I see as we drive away. Look closely at the left side of the door, in the window.

Here's a closer look...Poor puppy. Poor, poor puppy.
She usually gets to go run errands with me at least once or twice a day, so don't go feeling all sorry for her. She's spoiled.

And, after playing laster tag yesterday, the boys won dinky toy rewards at the arcade place and got those baseball sticker thingies that stick to your car. So, in this next picture, gasp and pretend I didn't already tell you....ok, ready?

Oh my gosh, Rhea, did someone hit a baseball into your car window?!! Holy smokes!!!

(that white thing on the window, sorry not the best photo)

As we drove down the street, it flew off. Cheap, dinky arcade toy.