Actually, he turned one on August one.
And my husband bought him gifts.
I think his gift should have been us still owning him after all of the grief he has caused me, but, whatever.
He is loved.
Most of the time.
This dog loves his birthday Frisbee so much that he sleeps with it, if we let him.
I don't usually let him though, because he is very protective of it, and if a human goes near it when he has it, they might lose their fingers.
This dog eats flies.
And any other moving bug.
This dog loves belly rubs.
Kisses and hugs from children.
And he loves chasing cats.
Speaking of cats.........two of our babies have disappeared. I am too distraught to talk about it, so lets move on, shall we?
This dog has big ears.
A long bushy tail.
And the longest tongue I have ever seen.
This dog loves to greet the construction workers on our road.
Except the construction workers are afraid of him and run back to their trucks when they see him coming.