Today my most favorite puppy turns five.
Hard to believe he’s five, considering how youthful and vibrant he is:
Or something like that.
And although he manages to get into trouble more than almost any other dog I know (read: lets eat our weight in chocolate. Multiple times), I am very thankful for the five years we’ve had Romeo.
He’s always there to keep you company:
Or to help you finish a snack:
And even though we’ve taken far too many trips to the vets office (read: lets eat the styrofoam off of a ramen cup. Not the noodles, just they styrofoam), he’s worth every
Hard to stay mad at that face, huh?
Now all we need to do is convince him that adding a new baby to the family IS in fact, a good thing. Not the end of the world.
Well we’ll work on that.
Happy Birthday Romeo – we love you