My name is Aris. Aris is pronounced (heiress) and I'm not sure what the meaning is. Several years ago, when I was asked what my name meant, I replied that Aris was a Greek Sexx Goddess (what can I say I'm a romance writer). Unfortunately, my husband happened to be near, he looked over at me, rolled his eyes, and said very loudly "I wish". I've moved on to another story, which happens to be true. I was born in the seventies to a pair of hippies, real hippies. Having said that, I think I got off lucky with the name Aris. It could have been much worse, Fruit Stand or something like that. So, Aris it is.

Friday, June 8, 2012

~Dose of Cute~

Guess who got up really early with me this morning? Guess who went on a 45 minute power walk through the woods with me? Guess who is the best walking buddy ever? It’s Sylvester…AKA Boo-Boo.

These pictures were taken less than 10 minutes after our walk. The poor little guy must have been so tired.

 
He’s exhausted! I kissed his furry belly and he didn’t move.
I’ve checked for a pulse—he is alive.
Recognize these socks…I'm still loving them. Thanks mom!

~type you soon~
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Posted by Aris Whittier at 9:09 AM

4 comments:

  1. Hahahahaha oh my gosh - Those are hilarious!

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    1. I'm gonna tell my mom to come look at them!

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  2. I am the "Mom"....
    You exhausted him. Such a wimp he is, just couldn't take it.
    So cute-LOL

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  3. “Mom”…so glad you dropped by! I must have worn him out—he slept like that for over an hour…then he just changed positions. I feel a little guilty ;o) However, I am going to ask him if he’d like to go tomorrow…we’ll see what he says!

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