The Girl celebrated her birthday this past weekend, and that gave us the perfect excuse to lay on some extra smooches and love … much to her complete horror.
We had a gloriously sunny and crisp morning that was perfect for a long pug walk, and featured lots of fire hydrant and friendly-dog butt sniffing along the way.
Lola’s delicate constitution has been a boon to vet clinics across the country, so an edible birthday treat was out of the question. But no birthday is complete without a little bit of dressing up and a gift to unwrap, so we got out a favourite sweater, and gave her … in spades … the toy that she (currently) loves most …
… she was pretty much vibrating with excitement when we presented her gift to her …
… and she made no bones about claiming immediate ownership of her new treasure.
I can’t believe its been six years since she came home.