I got Charlie when she was less than 10 weeks old. The label on her crate said she was born in late April or early May, but since it was so close to my birthday, I choose to celebrate them together. After all, it’s a family tradition: I was born on my Dad’s 30th. And now, it’s mine.
I’m planning on celebrating turning the big 3-0 with some friends tonight at dinner, a weekend at the beach, and going out with family later next week.
So, here’s to three happy birthdays… one covered in fur (and to be honest, I’m not that far off after a good playtime with her). I’m pretty sure we’ll all get ice cream to celebrate.