So what to write about today...well, it just so happens it is our dog Libby's birthday today. She's 8yrs old. Well it's sort of her birthday. We found her in a shelter and fell in love with those big brown eyes. Really, she picked us the way she looked longingly at us to take her home. When we got her she was around 7 mos old and so we estimated her birthday and picked Jan 21st. So while this means nothing to her, our family is BIG on birthdays so of course Emily and I were already talking about how we are going to celebrate (we'll tell Paul what the plans are when he gets home). Maybe dinner and a movie, maybe just dinner and shopping - Emily is going to Winter Formal and needs a dress. I'm sure Paul will be excited with the prospect of shopping.
Of course none of this directly involves Libby and in fact she will be left outside with her cedar bed and some food and water, probably even a pig ear, while we are out celebrating. We will let her know all about how much fun we had on her birthday and thank her for giving us an excuse to celebrate. Oh sure, we'll throw her toys around and play catch, hide a treat under her cedar bed to find, play tug o' war, her favorite game, and maybe even take her for a walk. She is so spoiled 365 days of the year I don't know that this day will be any different than any other day for her. She has brought so much fun to our lives. She's a lot of work, A LOT of hair, and a horrible case of neurosis, but she's part of our family. Happy Birthday Libby!!
Jumping for a snowball in the air...she loves to play in the snow!
She's ready to go in now, all tired out and time for a nap.
