They grow up so fast
Seems like just yesterday I brought that 10 pound little round-headed thing home. Now, at seventy four pounds, he’s still convinced he’s a lapdog. Since then, we’ve taken up swimming, walking, running, playing catch, getting in some air time with a flirt pole, tormenting geese, and other things together. If you learn one thing from a dog, it should be that every time you get up, you ought to have a good yawn and a stretch.
Today, Politically Incorrect Dog turns two.
Here’s a pic from last year’s birthday festivities:
May 17th, 2004 at 3:05 pm
Nothing cuter than a dog in a hat!
May 17th, 2004 at 4:03 pm
Happy birthday, Politically Incorrect Dog!
May 17th, 2004 at 5:38 pm
Thib:
I disagree. A puppy in motorcycle goggles is cuter (see the mastercard commercial — that puppy looks just like ours did when we got him).
Uncle:
Congrats. Buster had a rite of passage today, also. He’s not quite six months old yet, but he said farewell to his two best friends today.