Well, Mitzi went to live at her new home with Debbie. And her sister finally got a name. Rosie. I'm sure Mitzi will adjust as well as Rosie has. Rosie and Ruby were at first looking for Mitzi, but now seem to have moved on. I think Brandy is glad there is one less puppy to torment her.
We went to Tonopah over the weekend so the guys could race. Chad took 1st in his heat and 2nd in the main. Anthony was 2nd in his heat with Chad and 4th in the main. There were about 9 cars in the main, so that wasn't too bad. I can't wait till the day that Anthony finally gets a 1st. Hopefully when that happens, I'll be watching. It's so hard for me to watch the races when they get intense. I don't know what it is, but watching Chad and Anthony gets me all freaked out and quizzy to my stomach.
I try really hard to stay calm and tell myself over and over, "it's OK, they are OK". By the end of the race, I am shaking and about to throw up. My family thinks it's funny to watch me during the race, and they all know that if they sit by me they better watch out. Every time there is a bump in the race, I grab the person next to me for protection. I guess it is funny. Gosh..... I just need to learn to stay calm. They are safe....right?
Well, Mitzi went to live at her new home with Debbie. And her sister finally got a name. Rosie. I'm sure Mitzi will adjust as well as Rosie has. Rosie and Ruby were at first looking for Mitzi, but now seem to have moved on. I think Brandy is glad there is one less puppy to torment her. 
We went to Tonopah over the weekend so the guys could race. Chad took 1st in his heat and 2nd in the main. Anthony was 2nd in his heat with Chad and 4th in the main. There were about 9 cars in the main, so that wasn't too bad. I can't wait till the day that Anthony finally gets a 1st. Hopefully when that happens, I'll be watching. It's so hard for me to watch the races when they get intense. I don't know what it is, but watching Chad and Anthony gets me all freaked out and quizzy to my stomach. 
I try really hard to stay calm and tell myself over and over, "it's OK, they are OK". By the end of the race, I am shaking and about to throw up. My family thinks it's funny to watch me during the race, and they all know that if they sit by me they better watch out. Every time there is a bump in the race, I grab the person next to me for protection. I guess it is funny. Gosh..... I just need to learn to stay calm. They are safe....right?