

We nursed him from 6 weeks of age.
He's cost us more than college tuition.
He's 140 lbs of pure, spoiled rotten.
He has a better life than most humans.
and yesterday we celebrated his 4th birthday. Our first born turned 4. Where does the time go, really? I can remember being in Newport Beach. He was 8 months old. A holy terror. He would bite my head and then run sprints around our townhouse. I would arrive at the games late, with teary eyes all because of a maniac bullmastiff. I know the other wives (with actual children) thought I was on crack. Thank goodness time heals all wounds. It also makes a rowdy puppy a big bum. Our big baby is 28! (which Dallas was kind enough to point out made him and Dallas still younger than me...) And we celebrate with a song and a doggy cake full of yummy mush. He couldn't of been happier...
We love you Rookie.

























































