February 9, 2003 was the luckiest day of my life. It started out dangerously as I was lost and nearly hit by a car. Luckily, a caring couple scooped me up and brought me to the animal ER where I locked eyes with my mom-to-be. We have been inseparable ever since.
I'm not asking for much, but I am hoping for a new dog chew and some special treats. I also hope I can be a brat today with no repercussions, but it's not likely. Oh! I also hope all my canine amigos have a nice, warm home to live in, with lots of food and love.