The Wrigley Newton

The little fig and Me

Dear friends and family,

Since I announced the impending arrival of baby fig Newton, our world has been quite busy. For a doggie that prefers sofa time to partying, it has been an exhausting two months.

We celebrated the initial news with many phone calls and visits. Everyone was excited to see us and learn about our new family member. We even got a few presents! I have thoroughly inspected all of them, and they got the Wrigley “seal of approval.” Mom and Dad have resisted buying too much yet, but they did buy a sleeper with basset hounds on it. I personally think it is excellent.

Dad and I have been keeping Mom and fig very active. While she used to walk with me twice a day, Dad and I have convinced her to join us for the late night walk as well (most nights). I have even sent a message to Mom’s coworkers, and they have been walking around the parking lot for extra exercise. Despite my best efforts, Mom’s belly keeps growing, and growing, and growing. Dad assures me that it isn’t Mom’s belly, it really is baby fig growing, so I have started to cut her a little slack. I definitely want baby fig to be big and strong like me.

After trips to Tullahoma and Shelbyville to see my Comer side of the family, we packed up and went on my first trip to Grandma Sherrell’s house in Fredonia, KY. It was such a long car ride – two whole hours. But after Mom and I caught a quick nap, we were almost there. It was great to get out of rainy Nashville for a few days and explore a whole new house. If I had to describe Grandma’s house in three words it would be fun, yummy, and comfortable. She made meals that filled the house with the best smells and was a very good belly rubber – I was in basset hound heaven. Grandma even slow roasted a pork bone for me to chew on, which was amazing.

And outside was just as much fun. Dad showed me a place called The Store, where he used to go when he was a kid to get snacks. Then we just lazed around on front porch and waved at all the passers by. It was just the relaxing weekend we all needed.

The past few weeks have been filled with anticipation. Will baby fig be a boy or a girl? Will I have a brother or a sister? While Mom and Dad were not partial, they kept getting signs that it might be a boy. Mee Mom Newton did the ring test – boy. The Chinese calendar – boy. Mom and Dad’s dreams – boy. So we were totally prepared for a girl to be on the way.

Yesterday they finally went to the doctor’s office for the official ultrasound. They told me not to get too excited, because sometimes fig will hide and not tell us. But thank goodness that was not the case. Mom and Dad rushed home to tell me that a sister is in my future. Yep, that’s right. Wrigley James Newton is going to be the best big brother to a little girl.

I have so many things to teach my sister – where the sunny spots are in the living room, where Mom and Dad hide the good stuff to chew on, and how to be the world’s best cuddler. Thanks again for all your prayers and well wishes for our family. We cant wait until the newest Newton is here for you to meet.

Love,
Wrigley

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