So my dad has been wanting a hunting dog for sometime and yesterday he finally got one..or three! They are Catahoula hunting dogs...I just love to say the name...Catahoula. Cat-a-who-la! Say it! It rolls of the tongue very nicely! I am not much of a dog person, but I happen to think they are very cute. Their names have to be short and sharp...I guess easier to holler at when hunting. Dad will take them feral hog hunting with him. I am not exactly sure what their job will be but I want to keep it that way. Because I know feral hogs have very sharp tusks and dogs have died in the line of duty! I will try not to get to attached...ever seen "Where the Red Fern Grows?". If you have you know what I am talking about! Anyway enjoy the cuties! I had to sit on the ground with them to take the pics, otherwise they would run away. They were more comfortable this way...as you can see.
This is Dad's favorite...he's the more aggressive one. His name is Max. He must have gotten used to me by then. Sorry for the really white leg!
On Friday we had a little birthday party for Lexi at work. Since I work in the purchasing department I always invite her to do stuff with us. Mostly eating lunch, so we had made her an honorary member of the purchasing department...and the official shirt to prove it.
I think it turned out quite cute.
Everyone at our place of employment wants to be us!
