Wednesday, October 18
Yesterday was Blue's Birthday--he's a whopping 7 years old.
Blue was so small when I first saw him that he fit in my husband's hand and was able to concealed comfortably behind his back. He has since grown to 22 pounds.
My girls were hesitant to accept him right away... they were still mourning the loss of our 13 year old German Shepherd. Besides that, Blue grunted like a pig and had a tendency to sneeze right in your face (still does!).
He is a bit of a pig--my oldest has dubbed him a "food whore"--the only animal I have ever seen that will eat anything and everything. He stands by the island in the kitchen anytime I am cooking. He is so sure I'll drop something!
If he's not eating, chances are he's taking a nap. And yes, he snores.
He made the trip--and the transition--from Texas to Virginia with me. He's my daily companion and confidante.
I forget where I heard this, but it is oh so true: "If you want undying love and affection--get a dog."