One Year Later: Still Blurring The Fur
He’s still here. One sleepless night waiting for the Hershey’s Kisses to pass. One ER visit when His Clumsiness ripped up his dew claw. Destroyed books, unpacked gym bags and hidden insoles are offset by his random efforts to keep us safe from ghosts and other unseen terrors. He earns his keep by combining his natural skill as a dustmop with a Hoover-like suction that eliminates falling food before it can hit the ground. It doesn’t hurt that he was there for the wedding too and pretty much every other major event in our lives during the last year. One year ago today Diego came home with us, and we haven’t regretted it for more than a minute or two at a time ever since.



Just be careful or you could end up like former French President Jacque Chirac.
http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/worldnews/article-1126136/Former-French-President-Chirac-hospitalised-mauling-clinically-depressed-poodle.html?ITO=1490
I’m anticipating more puppy licks!
Happy birthday Diego!