A year and a day ago...

mommy, daddy, sister and grandma drove two hours to pick me up at the animal clinic where I was staying. I needed a foster home, and mommy needed the love of a pug. The human's one and only concern was how I would be with their human child - how sweet, and patient, and loving I would be... mommy prayed that I wouldn't growl or bite. Her prayers were heard, and as soon as we parked the car back home two hours later, daddy said "he already adopted us!" (* Editor's note: mother is the dog person, daddy is NOT!)
So, here we are, a year and a day later -sorry I didn't post timely yesterday. We went out to buy toys for me, my sister sung happy birthday, and at 7:00 PM sharp, I jumped to the couch and kissed my mommy with true love. She said I know more about celebrating anniversaries than daddy does!