Felicity
I typically write about the children and Bob on this blog, but Felicity has been gone about eight weeks, and I feel like I can finally write about her. And I think I need to…. Bob found Felicity through a Bulldog rescue, about 8 months after the kids came to live with us. He still missed having a bulldog, and would say he had a hole in his heart in the shape of a bulldog. Oh dear. Bob approached me about adopting another bulldog. At the time, I was overwhelmed. When the kids came to live with us, I took a week off, but then headed back to work. Suddenly a new mom, working in a quick paced organization had found me realizing that all the freezer meals in the world had left me grossly unprepared. So, when Bob found a photo of Felicity on a rescue site, I told him “my cup runneth over”. He smiled and told me it was about to overflow. Felicity’s foster parents brought her to our home to meet us in the yard. She was full of life, loved us immediately and before I knew wh