Thursday 24 September 2009

I Smell Like I Sound I'm Lost And I'm Found And I'm Hungry Like The Wolf

Happy birthday to Wolfgang, my little buddy, my monkey man, the tyrant, the terror, the rebel, the pest from the west, the babe of our family.

It doesn't seem like that long ago that he was a tiny little ball of fluff.


Happy first birthday, dude!

PS: Stop eating your bed or I will turn you into fuzzy slippers. I mean it.

11 comments:

  1. Aw what a cutie! Happy birthday, rebel! =)

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  2. Ever have those moments where you all of a sudden realize you've been reading someone's blog for a very long time like it ain't no thang?

    ME TOO!

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  3. And what a year it's been! Happy birthday, Wolfy!

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  4. Wolfgang is so precious! So is Stella! How did your puppies stay so cute as they got older? They still look like adorable little bebbies.

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  5. That dog is so friggin' cute! Happy Birthday Wolfgang!

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  6. He's ONE??? I don't believe it.

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  7. AW! Sometimes I think they're lucky they're so cute or else they wouldn't get away with half of the things we let them!

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  8. I've never met your dog, but I'm fairly sure he's only big enough for ONE slipper. ;-)

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  9. aw he is so precious! happy birthday wolfgang :)

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  10. LIAR!!! he's too wido to be more than, oh, 6 months or so!
    FOCK he's cute!

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  11. My dog Red not only ate her bed, but she ate OUR couch.

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