This past weekend was crazy. I had a million of things to do. I ran out of work on Friday to go out to decorate the barn for our Holiday bazaar, and checked my phone. There was a message from Denali's new owner. My heart dropped. I figured all was fine and listened to the voice mail.
Owner: " Hi, this is ####, can you give me a call as soon as possible.
My heart dropped and I figured it would make the most sense for Denali to knock herself off on the busiest weekend I've had in months. So as I was on the verge of a nervous breakdown I called him back.
Sigh...all is fine, he had a random question about her and laughed when I told him I was worried about her. He all is well and then proceeded to talk to me for thirty minutes. I love him. She's a lucky, lucky girl!!
In other news, I got my car back last Wednesday. Totally gross, and disgusting. It still runs, which is great!
AND in other exciting news, we found out what we are having!
It's a BOY!