It seems like just yesterday that Chrissy and I visited those little bundles of setters with their eyes barely opened. I know that everyone says its stupid to pick a dog based purely on color, but as the only tri-colored female in the litter, I knew that day that she’d be hunting in South Dakota some day. Today the apple of my eye celebrated her third birthday:
We’re a couple of those crazy dog owners who dress their dogs up for Christmas pictures and also celebrate their birthdays. I am neurotic about dog nutrition, and for a couple of years it occupied most of my professional life. At the end of the day, though, who doesn’t like birthday cake:
After this picture the birthday toys were promptly destroyed, and Lily returned to her regularly scheduled mischief. We are currently having our hundredth blizzard of the winter and so it’s too cold, windy and miserable out to run off the pent up energy outside…I can’t wait for the spring to get here.