Grandparents....sorta

Our son posted a picture of himself and his dog on MySpace. The caption was “Me and the Kid”. The dog is a mini-pincher, no puppy, although don’t tell him because he is a bit of a baby. He loves to spend his days snuggling on my daughter-in-law's lap or hiding under the covers.

His name is Kronk, and he belonged to my daughter-in-law’s sister, who was killed tragically in a car accident, last November. Scott and his then fiancé adopted Kronk, and have fallen in love with the pint size canine.

Kronk was even a member of the wedding party, the most formally dressed, wearing the only bow tie.

So, no grandkids for now, but I do have a sweet grandpuppy.

Our daughter insists we are also grandparents to her parakeet, Crackers. I tell her I know our cat will also love Crackers.

She is not amused.