We Gots Interweb Pals!

No, not in like a creepy DogMatch.com kind of way, but from our favorite discussion board Lab-retriever.net. The great people over there have a game called "Secret Pal" that they run once or twice every year. The deal is, that if you so desire, you can be matched up with another member.Your information is secretly exchanged by the coordinator and then you send a little care package to your Secret Pal.

Well, this go 'round we participated and we had a bad ass secret  pal. Her name is Kayla. She's a black lab who is cute as can be, and who looks freakishly like Jackson. I actually think they're twins.

First, we received this package. That's right...De-licious salt water taffy and a bully stick of deliciousness. We ate both in no time flat. Why? Because we wanted to.

Anyways, last week we received our final package in the mail from Kayla and her human sister, Heather. They're both lovely gals who were so, so sweet to us. Like sugar in our coffee. Wait, was that weird? Anyways...

This showed up at our door last week. And yes, this box is GIANT. Jackson was intrigued, "By George, I can't quite read but I would swear that label says 'Jackson' on it, and that's ME! Golly, this is amazing."

We waited until Luke got home to bust into our booty, because it would have been just plain rude not to. We have manners, ya know? Fast forward 4 hours to 8 o'clock, and we dug into our treasure box.

As we handed Jackson his packages (which were wrapped up like lil' presents), he darted to the couch and ripped each one open. Chew, chew, paw, paw, chew, head toss...chew.

More ripping, more pawing, more chewing....

Gift, by gift...Until he ended up with all of this:

I must admit, some of the goodies were for me, too! That thing in the middle is a needlepoint of Jackson. A needlepoint! And that binder? Is chock full of human and puppy recipes from Heather. C'mon! That's awesome. I added all of the recipes to the cookbook that was amassed at my bridal shower. (That book is my most prized posession. If our house was ever on fire, I would grab Jackson, my wedding ring, and that book. I assume Luke could get out on his own.)

I also love this program, as it creates a reason for me to force Luke to pose with Jackson and a table full of stuff. Look at how thrilled the both are to be in this photo! Which, apparently, I must have taken after a margarita or 2, seeing as it is completely caddywompus.


Aside from my poor photography skills, Jackson and I just wanted to throw up a big paw five to Kayla and Heather for spoiling us. The same to Major and his mama, Adrienne, who worked so hard to put all of us pals together. We woofin' dig you guys!

Paws,

                  Nat & Jackson