I met you the day after you were born, and the first thing I said about you was that you were, umm, kind of ugly. Sorry.
But it wasn’t long before your spotty little nose started winning me over.
By the time your eyes were staring into my soul, I was sold ;-)
I couldn’t imagine anything more perfect.
And at 8 weeks, I made you part of my pack.
You fit right in right away!
By the time you were a few months old, I began to suspect you were batshit crazy.
By the time you were 6 months old, I knew it was true.
Two and a half years later, nothing’s changed ;-)
You’re still batshit crazy…
… and you’re still staring into my soul.
Happy 3rd Birthday Dexter “Long Stride” Morgan!
doG help me, but I love you dearly :)
Happy Birthday to Dexter and all the Peanuts gang! I can’t believe 3 years have gone by since I first saw them squirming and squealing away. Where does the time go?