My husband and I have had our Chesapeake Bay Retriever, Jake, since 1995. He was 7 weeks old when we brought him home. Today is his 13th birthday. How time flies. Most people who know us know that he is like a kid to us. He's a big, sweet, and gentle guy, but doesn't move the way he used to. He's got the heart of a puppy though. Happy birthday, Jakey.
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I read your post and had to laugh..oh How I look forward to the day when my pups slow down :)
(If you read my most current post you'll understand.)
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOUR SWEET PUP!!And no matter how old they get-they are still your puppy aren't they :)
This brought tears to my eyes, HAPPY BIRTHDAY JAKE!! Our first "fur baby," Ditto is getting old too, she'll be 10 in October. When we first got her someone I worked with at the time said, "couples who get puppies are usually pregnant nine months later." How different our lives would have been if that had actually been true. :)
Thanks for your sweet comment on my blog earlier. I'm still checking yours out, but am happy to have found you! :)
Melba
Yup. She's our surrogate baby. I've often joked about infertile people and pets.
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