My little baby is two years old today.
I can’t believe she’s so grown up already. Almost overnight she’s mellowed out so much. She’s never been super hyper but she definitely was testing boundaries for awhile. Typical teenage girl stuff. Hehe.
Yes I just called my dog a teenage girl. Shut up.
But she was a huge brat for awhile and I definitely did not consider finding a new home for her.
Ahem.
But now she’s becoming the amazing dog she was when we first got her. She is such a part of our family now, it feels wrong when she’s not around.
So, for her birthday I’ve given her a few too many treats, took her for a nice long walk in the beautiful kinda sorta spring like weather and we’ve snuggled on the couch for hours.
I’m pretty sure we both had a really good birthday.
Happy 2nd birthday, Phoebe.
Phoebe has a chair.
It’s hers.
It was given to us by some friends and ever since she discovered how to jump into it it’s been one of her favorite spots. Of course she makes her rounds on all the other furniture in the room. Including occasionally trying to walk on the coffee table (grrrr) but she tends to like the chair the best.
When we took the Christmas tree down this year we rearranged the furniture in the living room so that it’s next to the window.
Phoebe is a huge fan. Her chair? Just got so much more interesting.