It’s hard to believe you’ve gone from this…
But I have photographic proof, so it must be true.
Sometimes I wish you could have stayed the adorable little fuzzball we brought home from the shelter forever — purely for the cuteness factor. But really, you’re a great grown-up dog (most of the time) and raising you has been a challenge, a journey, a joy. Thanks for licking my face when I’m sad, licking my face when I’m happy, and licking the floor when I drop food. Here’s to another year of kibbles and cuddles.