The calendar on our fridge says that it’s my birthday tomorrow (6/29), and I don’t know what a birthday is, because this is my First Birthday that I am celebrating. I don’t know where I came from, but all I know is that I was found wandering on the streets when I was really tiny until I was rescued by my Mommy & Daddy and they gave me a forever home.
From the day I was rescued, I have been treated like a princess and have been provided everything in the world. I have a wonderful home to live in, good food to eat, and endless supply of treats, an overflowing box with toys to play with, a great Sister (Nikita) whom I get to play with every day, the best Mommy & Daddy in the world, and a fluffy bed to snuggle in when I need to lay my head down to rest.
Life is good. From walks everyday with Mommy, to the attention that I get each and every day, the endless hugs and kissies, to the pampering of paw wipes when I come in from a rainy lawn, to the baths that I get when I roll in something in the yard, to the ice cubes Mommy puts in my water bowl, and all the tricks I am taught how to do. A never ending supply of love.
Mommy and I also do something really fun together. She started doing this with me when I was younger and it just stuck with me. Since she is always in the kitchen cooking awesome dinners for Daddy, she has to put on these huge mitts every time she opens up that big thing that cooks their food, and when she does….I go into action. I wait for her to close the door on that food cooking thing (as she tells me to stay away when she opens the door because it is hot), but when the door closes, she puts her mitts up in the air and….. we box! Yep, Mommy and I are dooking it out in the kitchen, going round and round in circles, as she throws soft punches at my face, and I fight right back and smack her mitts with my front paws. I can stand on my hind legs pretty good, so this is fun for me. But, what is neat that Mommy taught me, is that when she goes “Ding Ding” to end our boxing round, I sit down. She then pulls the gloves out from behind her back and we box again, going round and round in circles. “Ding Ding” the round ended, and I sit down. It is the most hilarious thing in the world, and Daddy sits and watches us and laughs really hard.
I am so thankful for all the wonderful times that have been shared with me and mostly, I am thankful for being rescued from the streets and placed in my forever home as this is the happiest place on the face of the earth.
Here are some of my favorite photographs of my wonderful life!
This is me on one of my first walks in the neighborhood.
Me and Nikita playing when I was a puppy.
My first visit to the vets.
Oh no, I already found Daddy’s wine in the fridge!
I am king of the world on my tire toy!
My first Hoodie, don’t I look adorable in it!
I love this photograph of Bella sitting by the front door!
The calendar says it is my birthday and now I know what birthdays are all about! Birthdays celebrate our life and our happiness with those who share it with us. Birthdays are special, and my first birthday is one that I will never forget. Thank you Daddy & Mommy for showering me with so much love & affection and giving me a forever home, a place that I can call my own. Woof.
Happy Birthday to me!