Three years ago today we brought Darby home from PoundHounds–an organization which rescues dogs from small town ACO’s.
We went there to look at two dogs–a great big guy called Atticus (who turned out to be really scary) and Darby–the goofball, the charmer, the 70 pound lap dog.
Well, what can I say? I love him and have spent more time with him than any other living creature over these past three years. So even though we don’t know when your real birthday is, today is your day Darby!
p.s. yes, I realize I have become one of those people who treats her pets like children.