It's Dog-gone hard being a Military Mom!

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To Airman Witz:

I am watching ‘your boy’ today...

Rufus is definitely your son…before you puff up with fatherly joy…consider
 ‘My Day in your Dog’s life’

As I try to work at my desk-he claws at my legs, he has scratched them so much that I won’t have to shave for weeks!

When I pick him up & place him on my lap, he squirms & squirms, making doing my work--using the computer keyboard—-im-paws-ible!

I think he ‘wet’ my hand (how do you say ‘yuk’ in Iraqian?!?)

He has crawled under the bed and made his way thru-- many i.e.d.s—cause only God knows (& maybe the Taliban) what is all under there!

He has gotten a Kleenex out of the waste basket and ripped it apart & littered it all around my desk!

Yes, there will be a littering fine..waiting for you, upon your return.

He licks me non-stop---did I mention that I loathe (no, it is not a misspelling—I mean loathe NOT l-o-v-e) warm puppy kisses!

I have lost count on how many times I have called him Casie…and Dad & Jordan are tiring of reminding me to call him a he not a she (like Casie)!

I have to carry him...to the grass as he prefers to water the concrete!
Regardless, more than not he goes all over himself (have you found out yet how to say ‘yuk’ in Iraqian ?!)

I would pray that he would go awol, at least, -- to the deck-- however it is scorching hot…and I am trying to be a compassionate Christian to your canine!!!!

And if you think you are immune….when Dad left his ‘office’—Rufus jumped up into the executive chair—with a dog gone defiant look of ‘I am the Top Dog’ of the Company!!!! (I have a picture to prove it!)
So--at the next board meeting—it might not be who has the most stock in the company (since you claim to own 51%)…but whose tail is wagging in the CEO’s chair!!!

So, do you really think you have it ‘ruff’ in Iraq?????

Spending a day... guarding freedoms has got to be paws-itively less hazardous than my ‘ruff’ day in your dog’s life!!

I am heading to the recruiting office…

*Did I mention Rufus’s version of explosive devices ~hidden stink bombs~in my yard that I have to try not to step on?!?

It is dog-gone hard to be a Military Mom! (or grand-maw!)