Today is Rocky Raccoon's first birthday. My sweet, spazzy, hilarious little Dachshund/Chihuahua/Jack Russell has been alive for 365 days. He makes me laugh every day, he can jump higher than a dog his size should, he is oh-so-loyal (and miserable without me) and he always has kisses to spare (sometimes inappropriately, but who's judging?) I am so grateful to have him and Penny Lane in my life when I have a hard day, or I'm feeling lonely, or when I just need a snuggle. So happy birthday to my little "Spazzy Pants," as I like to call him (even though he does not wear pants). Here are a few pictures of the day I brought him home and introduced him to Penny, and one recent one.
Checking each other out.
Penny was nervous to play at first - Rocky was all about it.
About 20 minutes after meeting each other - fast friends.
Me and the Spaz.
Checking each other out.
Penny was nervous to play at first - Rocky was all about it.
About 20 minutes after meeting each other - fast friends.
Me and the Spaz.
3 comments:
That's so funny that I was specifically asking about the dogs today. I must be, like, in tune with the universe or something. You didn't tell me it is Rocky's birthday, or I would have wished him a happy one. Happy Birthday, Rocky, you look great!
Happy Birthday to Rocky! Glad that he is adjusting to his new life in Portland. Exciting week ahead...maybe to hear about Kel & Rob's new baby?? Hope you have a great week.
Love you,
happy birthday rocky! I remember when cyndi brought him into the office that fateful day.
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