3 Years Ago Today
We brought the big man, Dobie home. We hoped to get 1 year with him and cannot begin to express how awesome it’s been to be at 3 years.
So, Maureen got the brilliant idea to have a party for his anniversary. We had his 4 closest friends over (Walter and Manny are missing in the first photo, but, otherwise that’s the crew surrounding me, waiting for the food).
So many presents and steak and cookies and cupcakes and floor shitting.
Yep. The old man crapped the floor at his own party. Classic Dobie. You know what they say; “It’s my party and I’ll poop if I want to …”
Had a really fun, but muddy, day down at the park with the troops and we even got to run and play with Paco the Taco - okay, his name might just be Paco but I don’t care … it rhymes and is fun to yell.
He is such a puppy and so incredibly cute and sweet. Marley loves him too, and was even teaching him how to play, since it was his first park trip!
I damn near pushed his little butt up in the car, slammed the door and drove off with him. Then, in a moment of true bravery, the kind that reveals one’s integrity, I decided not to steal my friend’s dog.