Olli's Mom assured me it was a good time to come since a lot of staff were on duty and she could visit a bit too. So here I am in my usual spot on the floor with a bundle of fluff in my lap.
A family came in and everyone descended on the pup. I had to take the pictures. Kids and puppies. A combination that can't be beat.

It reminds me of when we were first married and had our first Saint. We lived near Princeton at the time and used to walk the Delaware canal path between Washington's Crossing and New Hope. Hub once commented had he known how many girls a Saint puppy attracted he'd have foregone matrimony for some time to come. Ha! Probably true!

I was on the receiving end of something the others didn't get, however. Kisses. All over my hand and face.

Being Auntie Mari to Ollie isn't a bad second!
Maybe tomorrow I'll get back to something more serious. Then again maybe not. I haven't told you about the goose that came in!