An Italian Greyhound joins the family

We named him Hemmingway. ;)

He is such a sweet little thing. I am technically a "foster parent" for him since the Greyhound Society needed a home for him. He is 6 years old, and had pretty bad cancer last year. He'd been left in a back yard in Miami and Italian Greyhounds can't handle a lot of baking sun. A little round of chemo fixed him up. What's nice about being a foster parent for a dog, if you're not responsible for the vet bills. Though I think I would adopt him outright if we ever moved. I'm terribly attached to him.

Here's the result of a morning I took off last week, my sweater revamped into a beret, cape and sweater!