via Barbecue “Baked” Beans

Michael whipped up a batch of slow cooker baked beans with bacon. The whole house smelled like comfort food and with the cold air outside that makes your breath freeze in your throat, I was not unhappy to “supervise” Michael’s efforts. He was more than competent and quite honestly, other than pushing him to be more descriptive, he did not need me.

Baby Silas has become all too comfortable under our feet. He was busy helping Michael follow the recipe directions by “patting” his perfect paws on Michael’s feet so that he was not forgotten in the process.


Michael has fallen completely in love with Silas and as his training stabilizes into routine I know that he must soon go home. I calm my thoughts to put my feelings aside as I try to ignore the compressing pain in my heart at the thought of his departure.

I am humbled by our family. How accommodating they all are to the changing dynamics of animals under our feet. The compassion and tolerance is second to none and I could not be more proud to be a part of it.

Today baked, slow cooked beans, tomorrow…Ham! Yum!