happy birthday to my furbaby!
today, shaun the dog™ turns five years old. and eight weeks after he was born, i drove with my sister and a boy with whom i just started becoming smitten to a perilous environment called the ozarks. it was there, at the end of a long gravel driveway marked by a mailbox with a pinwheel (no address numbers for this rural part of the world) where we picked up a wee pup of a mere 7 lbs.
i’m pretty sure he was (and still is) the cutest pup ever. and i’m not biased at all.
