December 22, 2017

White Dog is thirteen today. I look at this photo and wonder where has the time gone?

How did we go from This Little White Dog of My Heart to THIS leader of the White Dog Army, wise and compassionate and yet, STILL the Little White Dog of My Heart?

The White Dog Army excitedly saw her to the door as she and Steve left for a Dad and Me Breakfast at the Park...just the two of them.

Zoomies in the deserted park. She is still like silk flowing across the grass in the brisk cold. After, she huddled in the seat next to Steve to enjoy a moment of breakfast bliss...coconut frosted donuts.

This evening the WDA festivities included her favorite song, a lamb with sweet potatoes menu that ended with ice cream and cookies...And a photo trip down memory lane that left us cuddling together and a little misty. 

Happy Birthday, Little White Dog of My Heart, My Daemon, Queen of the White Dog Army! Know we love you and wish you many many more celebrations shared with with us.