What with so many of you lovely people out there celebrating big life events like buying homes or shacking up together or getting engayged (oh Viscount - that "engayged" joke really is the gift that keeps on giving), or giving birth, I somehow managed to miss an important anniversary of our own this past week!
Yes, that's right - as of June 16th, it's been one whole year since our rescued shar pei Emmy Lou trotted into our lives, bringing joy, fuzziness, outdoor activities, adorable-osity, blog fodder and a variety of odours with her.
I'm not going to lie to you - it was a stressful start for us dog-owning newbies. It was ALL of your sage advice (and several of these, accompanied by frozen drinks sprinkled with Advil) that got us through those first, crazy days.
Even now, in times of trial, I particularly remember melle's wise words: "The dog is not a crystal swan". (You are so right, melle. Emmy Lou is more of a porcelain goose.)
Thank you all so much for helping us get through the new dog phase and into this phase - the "having an hilarious lesbian dog who ignores dudes, chases rubber chickens, rolls over for rubbins, screams when you bathe her and sleeps 20 hours a day" phase.
And now, in celebration of our first year with our junkyard hound, I present a slideshow of our dog that took two smart women WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY too long to do. And by "two smart women", I mean "Katr and the dog".
