He was my college roommate's father and my introduction to a true southern gent. Diddy spoke with an accent this yankee girl had never heard. It was a rich, twanging voice that charmed a native Buffalo, New Yorker with every spoken word. Diddy was a kind man who adored his daughters and wife. The Scruggs family was and still is one of the rare, intact families I've had the privilege of knowing. Diddy had a wonderful zest for life and an infectious sense of humor. He not only welcomed a displaced northern gal into is home, he did it with open arms and the same good-hearted teasing bestowed upon his own. He never missed an opportunity to joke with me and I loved it. Now I had never heard parents called Mumma and Diddy before and have not since. Heather's father will always be my first and only Diddy.
I am a seasoned news chick with a passion for writing and obsession with dogs. I also dig music, food, anything mod/retro/vintage,insane amounts of espresso, my hometown Buffalo, NY and everything in between. I currently live in Atlanta with eight dogs (3 are mine) and a farm-raised roommate.
As a dog-ma, I learn daily new tidbits about canines, myself and life. Welcome to my crazy world... hope you enjoy!