My Friend Judy

I bought my first home when I was 25 years old. I was barely able to afford it so had to take in a roommate. I worked with Judy at Diamonds/Dillards and found her to be a bit of a hoot so she agreed to pay me rent. Eventually, we got a puppy named MadMax. Now Judy was not a dog person and had not grown up with dogs; only cats so she really didn't know what to expect. Despite the antics of Max (who was a very fun boy but a bad little dog), she learned to become a dog person and is now the keeper of her own doggies named Lucky and Rascal. She sent me a cute picture of the two of them looking out an opened window. I love this photo