Over the weekend the Honey and I brought home a little rescue puppy named Mack. His mama was found abandoned on the side of the road, very pregnant, and taken to a high-kill shelter. She and her pups were saved by a local rescue group who raised the puppies and is working to find good homes for all of them. We have fallen in love with our adorable Christmas puppy.
Getting our little guy settled in and house-broken has also meant some early mornings and not-so-restful nights. This vanilla honey French toast is the perfect pick-me-up for sleepy early mornings, such as today, spent waiting cold and bleary-eyed in the dewy grass for Mack to wander across the very perfect spot to go (remind me again why we got the puppy in November?).