They call me Tater Salad...

So we are buying a house- we have an accepted offer, signed contract, all that stuff. It isn't going smoothly and I am stressed so we are going to talk about our beautiful housewarming gift.

"Tater"

He is an American Bulldog.  He rescued by my dad in Colorado. We lost our big dog 8 years, 2 months, 3 weeks ago.  She was one of a kind and could not be replaced.  We didn't think we would ever get another big dog. However, just like she did when she came to us, he needs a family. We cannot think of anything more special than to share our home with him.  We threw out names with no one agreeing on anyone elses choice until I joked "they call me Tater Salad" and we agreed that was a great name for him! I am going  after closing and pick him up. If you ever think you cannot make a difference in the world- adopt a pet.  The rewards know no bounds.  Abandoned and abused animals are, unfortunately, very easy to find.

Things are stressful- I am grateful. We are getting our house and a new family member. God is good!