The "Manny"

You may be asking yourself who takes care of the girls while their mother is at work. Well, as you may have noticed, both Daisy and Brown are quite spoiled and cannot attend doggy daycare because they do not play well with others. Boo. So I had to resort to at home help from my trusty friend Zack Stewart. I know, he doesn't look mature enough to babysit but actually, he's 25 years old. Zack does a wonderful job of watching the girls during the day to make sure they don't chew anything they aren't supposed to, or bark too loudly when birds or squirrels hang out on the deck. They love him dearly.

Zack came to live with me the night of my 8th birthday. My mom tells me that at that time buying a Cabbage Patch Doll was like buying something off the black market. Mom said that when she inquired at work about getting me one she got a hot tip from a woman who told her the correct toy store to go to on a certain day. My mom was told to enter the store, do not speak to ANYONE and get directly in line. She had to be sure to arrive early in the morning. She did just that. After whispering her request to the cashier who did not verbally respond, my mom was handed a tiny scrap of paper with a number scribbled on it. She was instructed to go to the loading dock behind the store to obtain her "package." When she showed up at the loading dock she handed the paper to a man in uniform who in turn handed her a box wrapped in brown paper. Mom asked if she could unwrap the paper to see what the doll looked like and the uniformed man stated "I wouldn't." Mom, never being one to not follow instructions, went straight back to her car and came home. That night they presented me with my first Cabbage Patch Doll and he was everything I had hoped for. To this day he has been a very loyal companion.