My furry baby is 3! The big 3, 21 in dog years. She got herself a can of wet food and a bully stick to celebrate the big day. No funny birthday hats this year.
She still loves her mama the most (duh), her Grammy and her Gramps and then it's up for a debate. Still hard to warm up to other humans. Her best girl is a busy little Doxson, Ollie.
She warms my heart AND keeps me on my toes....
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