a diary of my life, the good, the bad and the ugly
Friday, December 25, 2009
Dog Christmas
I want to buy something for my dog since it's Christmas but I think he has it all. A bed, leashes, collars, harnesses, bowls, toys, you name it I have it.
I'm the proud mummy of Paddy the pug who is now 15.5 years old (born June 9, 2005). My Boston terrier bro Guga (born November 16, 2006) got killed in a car accident in May of 2009. I miss him every day. Paddy is not Irish, although he may pretend to be on St. Patrick's Day to get extra treats. Guga was named after Gustavo Kuerten, the three-time French Open champion, whose gregarious personality Guga exemplifies.
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