Birthdays are a big deal in our home. Yes, even pet birthdays. And today is the puppy’s birthday. The. Damn. Crazy. Hyper. @#&*n puppy!!!
Yes, you know the one. The one that I told my husband we could NOT get until our 3rd child was weaned. The one that was so stinkin’ cute when we picked her out of the litter. The one we had to take a 2nd mortgage on the home to purchase from the breeder. The one that although curled up so adorably on my lap for the first week, then every night for the next four weeks made it feel like we had a newborn all over again. And in the ten months since we got her, she has peed all over our new carpets, chewed every toy, paper, ANYTHING left on the floor in her path, dug holes all over our yard. Jumped up on tables, counters, and children for a lick of food, AND eats her own poop.
Yes, THAT puppy turns one today.
Kalua, our German Shorthair Pointer got her own birthday cake and birthday hat (both of which she devoured/destroyed less than 30 seconds after these pictures were taken. Happy birthday Kalua, you crazy puppy! And many more…!