The Whirling Dervish

We visited Sofie and Poppa yesterday and our favourite mini ball of fur greeted us at the elevator in a complete state of excitement.
She's definitely got the behaviour of a whirling dervish perfected, and if the point of those religious dancers was to express emotion it seems that Sofie is on the same page: she's very happy to see us!

MrBP managed to hang onto her for a few seconds so I could take this photograph, otherwise it's nearly impossible to capture her, she's fast as a rocket, careening around the room from one of us to the other.
She's a delightful puppy, and Poppa is smitten with her.  At nearly 88 some people might find it a challenge to train a new puppy, but not Poppa.  I'm happy to see that he's enjoying the challenge, and that having Sofie in his life eases some of the loneliness.  He has his apartment perfectly organized with toys and sleeping crates, and a gate closing off the kitchen so he can leave Sofie to go to the grocery store, the gym, or to lunch.
One of the aspects of having Sofie in his life is that Poppa has many more visitors, not just family members but friends, and friends bringing their grandchildren to visit the puppy.  It seems that there are endless social benefits to having Sofie in his life, a very nice thing to see during the long winter months!
After our visit we went to lunch with Poppa and Aunt Anne Marie, and we had a lovely time talking about a range of issues.  At 88 and 89 they are two of the most interesting people we know.

How's your Sunday shaping up?  I'm putting on my cleaning apron today, I have to get the office building in shape, I've been neglecting it something terrible.

Have a wonderful day today, whatever you're up to,
xoxDani

Sofie

 We went to visit Poppa and his new puppy yesterday and I managed to capture some pictures of the whirling little ball of energy and fur.

 My father-in-law has been thinking of getting another puppy for over a year, and he went about it very methodically.  Sofie is an Australian Labradoodle, a Labrador retriever crossed with a miniature poodle, a cross-breed which originated in Australia (hence the name).

She wanted the contents of this shopping bag!

 We were there for two hours and she ran around the whole time, I think she has "Fear Of Missing Out" because she was clearly very tired too, I kept waiting for her to pass out with exhaustion.

 Isn't she a doll!
As if our day wasn't cute enough already we received a package from the North Pole, oh I mean from Fort Simpson, where my brother lives with his family.

The package contained gingerbread cookies baked (with help I'm sure) and decorated by my three year old nephew.  And some pictures of our cute fella just to pull the heart strings a little tighter!
They've had a lovely Christmas up in their northern home.  I'm grateful for frequent texting updates from my far-flung family, we miss them.
This Christmas week is just flying by... today I have to tackle some housework and the business month-end, there's no way around it.  Then it's off to see our friends later this afternoon for you know what... Miller Time!
Have a really good day with cute things in it,
xoxDani