4

Today is my fuzzy guy's 4th birthday. I can hardly believe he is that old. On the other hand, I can hardly believe it's only been 4 years that he has been the centerpiece of my every day.

When he came home with us, he was smaller than his head is now. He weighed under 10 pounds. The cat could kick his ass ( well, okay, she still can, but only because he lets her do it). Now he weighs about what I do, takes up half the house, and has more character than any 10 people I know.
So far this morning we have snuggled on the couch. He's still a lap dog, after all. Afterward we went for a nice walk with his best pal Daisy and her person, and on our way we met a new doggy and her person, which involved a great deal of sniffing and leaping and snorting. LOADS of fun!!!

Later we will bake special birthday pumpkin biscuits, and watch for the Fed Ex truck to bring a Petco box full of surprises!