It's Dalton's Birthday!
He's four years old...well we think he is, he was assigned this day as 'the first day of the rest of his life', when he was rescued out of Texas during Hurricane Harvey.
Petcretary is working today, and the next, so we won't have a pawrty till the weekend...but then its also unfurbro-the-younger's B'Day...go figure!
So we shall see when 'the event' happens. But t won't go unnoticed or bd forgotten! Earlier this week, *she* was picking up some heartworm meds at the vets and lo and behold Miss Tracy was there with a big boxer mix, a new rescue pup. Dalton was adopted through her rescue efforts. She was amazed at how good he looks now, all filled out and sleek. She giggled when she saw Benji, he is just such a lovable 'rag bag' of a Muttski!
She thinks perhaps Dalton will forever be scared of men...aka pawppy...since he's been with us nearly three years now. And then she thanked us for not giving up with him, she said some peeps would have returned him...sheesh. We love him, and we just let him be himself, scared and scarred and all. We love him and will forever!
Wags & Wiggles!