Hope and George... My Twins

Today I'll tell you about Hope and George (or Nope and Porge as I called them so much) Hope came to live with me when she was 5 weeks old and shortly after the owner's who had kept George were kicking him for peeing on the back porch (not even 6 weeks old) so I told them they'd let me have him or else I was calling the Humane Society on them.... so George came to live with me ..... and I lovingly started calling them my twins :)

Their only downfall is their absolute hatred for cats.... even Hope now will bark if a cat walks near her kennel.... goofy girl is 13 years old and is pretty sure she's still young and frisky !!

I lost George 1 month from him turning 11 years old and I was devastated for him being such a big dog (and goofy himself if you see in the picture ... whenever I had the camera he had to be right there for a CLOSE UP) he was such a gentle friend. Always happy ~ loved to run and explore ~ I was so afraid since Hope and him had been together all their lives that she would not live long after he died but she is still going strong... wagging her propeller tail (wags it in circles instead of back and forth)

I used to lay on the floor and they would burrow in my hair ~ pull on it ~ I was their human chew toy .... but they were always so much fun :)

This is Hope last winter.... she's looking so old and yet keeps going strong !! So today is in memory of George and in honor of Hope..... Please don't forget to check out our charity kit ~ it's a good cause and there are a lot of furbabies out there needing our help !!!

Here is a preview of my day 3 freebie for you ! (image is linked)

Happy Thanksgiving Everyone !!!!!