Mally's Golden Birthday

I can't believe my baby turns 11 years old today.  

It feels like yesterday when I brought her home and she barked nonstop for days, to the point of me deciding to give her back because I hated her and couldn't take it any more.

 

I'm so glad I didn't.  

I couldn't imagine my life without her.

She's been there with me through it all, since the day I left college.

 You couldn't find a sweeter, smarter, more sensitive dog.

She's a walking talking bark machine, but I love her more than I ever thought possible. 

She's about ready to become a big sister again, this time to a real life human baby. 

And I know she'll be just as faithful and protective of him as she is of me.

I couldn't ask for a better sidekick.

My Mal-Dog, MD, Shep, Feather-duster, Docious, Doowog. 

Happy Golden birthday, Mally!