El Paso Chihuahuas!

My husband is a huge sports fan.  Just about any sport.  Just about any time.  Just about anything pertaining to sports at all, really.

He is very excited today about a new name for a AAA baseball feeder team for the San Diego Padres.  When the team moved from Tuscon, Arizona to El Paso, Texas, they needed to rename themselves.  They chose the name: Chihuahuas.

My husband loves sports, especially baseball.  My husband loves our little tan chihuahua.  His initials are EP.

So of course he loves this:

Logos created by the Brandiose team

Our little guy, Tanner, thinks he's plenty feisty enough and wants to know if he can play too!

The Sound Of Freedom

Last night my little chihuahua was getting really excited and running around the yard every time I let him out.  He was so distracted that he wasn't getting his business done and kept asking to go back out, over and over.
He's only 4 months old and sometimes still needs me to go out with him and keep him focused on the job at hand.
Finally I stepped out into the cold, clear night and realized what was going on.
I live about 3 miles from a gun range.  I rarely hear anything at all from this range.
But last night there was a clear and constant barrage of bullets that although not loud was certainly noticeable.
I often get a heart swell when I hear that sound.  It reminds me of what so many have fought for and died for.  Just like my little dog, there is not any real fear but a kind of emotional excitement that fills me inside.
I went out with the dog and stood in the cold and listened for a long time.
The sound of freedom is beautiful indeed.