So, yeah, my sister is really into Bob Marley. It's a little strange since she's only 20 years old. Funny how, the kids these days are totally into all the music we grew up with and loved. That being said…Carly got a new puppy – rescued it from the human society in her college town, and named it Rasta after the reggae/Jamaican "rastafarian".
She hid the puppy from my mom, who pays for everything she does, and only told a few select people (one of those select people being her wonderful sister – ME). I was actually a little bit excited for her, but mostly because I love puppy dogs. This weekend she came home for a Father's Day visit and brought her puppy with her. Don't worry, I blabbed to Mom a week ago! I know, bad sister! BAD!
And in honor of Rasta's namesake…here's a favorite Bob Marley song of mine: