My brother and his family live in eastern Colorado, so we don't get the chance to see them often but we managed to meet up in eastern Washington this summer for a week. Back home they have a mini-ranch with dogs, cats, goats, pigs, chickens and probably a few other things I've forgotten (Oh yeah...three kids). Since they don't seem to have enough to take care of they also foster rescued Grate Danes and whatever else crosses their path. On our way to the cabin our girls wanted to know if their aunt and uncle would bring the dogs. I told them I didn't think so since they had such a long drive to make but I was wrong. They stuffed themselves, three kids, three dogs and a rescued Quaker Parakeet named Jasmine into their car for the trip.
