Today you are 1....er........oneish.
If I were the best mother in the world, I would dig out your papers and figure out exactly when your birthday is....but I guess I am not the best mother...
but let's face it, you haven't exactly been the best puppy, have you....
If I recall correctly, you have eaten:
-the siding off the garage
-every chew toy I have ever given you
-the cable for our tv (which you first yanked out of the house from the outside)
-the toggle off my boot
-various toys/balls/helpless stuffed animals
-the pickets off the backyard fence
-a half loaf of this bread
-a pound of really good thinly sliced turkey breast
-according to evidence I'm finding in the yard, an assortment of crayons
-the underneath of our bar-b-que
-one giant bush
-the insulation and wiring on the ac unit
.....you've made yourself a pretty good list.
The kids love you.
"Charly, come protect us from the hornets!!", they say.
I've started to whip you into shape so you can run with me--you're at two miles and not hating the leash so much....I can't wait until we can go further!
You have pulled Robby around the entire neighborhood on his long board and I know that both of you have loved every second.
So here is to a better second year. A MUCH better year....what do you say?
You watch what you eat, and I promise to stop saying
"we should have got a cat".