Hard to believe that today marks one year since we brought your little wiggly puppy face home. We were the fourth home you had in your 8 short months, so you were, jumpy, scared of new people, and hid from loud noises and plastic bags.
It's been a good year - you are now officially almost done being a dog teenager, and you no longer use all my favorite items to cut your teeth on. You are happy and friendly, and have the BEST bat-dog ears ever.
I never, in my wildest dreams, thought I'd say this about a dog - but I love you!!