Back at those posts, you can read the story of how I got here (oh, and at this one, too) but the short version of the story is that I was in our local shelter for over a month screaming the Siberian Death Scream, hoping my Mom would hear me. Oh, she may not have known she was my mom at the time, but I did! I knew the right mom was out there somewhere! And oh, she thought I was just a "foster" for a while... but seeing as how my Homecoming was in 2002, I don't think I'm going anywhere! (Not that I ever did think I was going anywhere!)
As some of you know, our old PC died and we lost most of our photos. Fortunately, Mom had burned some of them to a CD, and the very first pictures she took of me are on it! So now... never seen before on this blog... I give you my puppy pictures!
Quite the cute little guy, wasn't I? I think I was about 4 years old, but I can't really remember.
The pix were taken in an exercise yard at the shelter. The nice people there let my mom take me out there. We played and she gave me cookies. Mostly I wanted to hug her.
Here's a good shot of my lovely freckles:
I think I was crunching a cookie there.
Remember the day
Dave found his forever home:
Army of Four. Woo.
Wow! Thank woo, you pups. That is so special! I just love it!
I hope you'll help me celebrate today! I see some special walks, naps, time with Mom, zoomies with Zim, Happy Hearts cookies.... come to think of it.... how about one of those right now!?!?
Mmmm! Happy Me-a-versary!