My little boy is growing up! He is 8-years-old today.
(Actually I have no idea if today is his “real” birthday, because his adoption paperwork only stated his birthdate as “August 2004”.)
Today is his day which will be full of walks (in the rain, unfortunately), dog bones, dog cookies, and his favorite treat…blueberries.
Here’s to wishing RiRi another year full of bounding in the snow like a rabbit, snuggling with Matty or me on the couch, sitting in the guest bedroom looking out the window (we call it “watching tv”), following our snowboard tracks down the mountain, and sleeping like a king while snoring like a pig…
“Dogs are our link to paradise. They don’t know evil or jealousy or discontent. To sit with a dog on a hillside on a glorious afternoon is to be back in Eden, where doing nothing was not boring–it was peace.”
– Milan Kundera