Hard to believe, but Jack turns 4 on Saturday, April 30th.
My bratty, bossy, shark of a puppy has grown into my second-in-command, and he knows it. He's the house-guarder and schedule-keeper, finder of lost toys and keeper of the peace, inventor of games and official greeter.
And so a happy, happy birthday to Jack, the bestest dog anyone could hope to have! He'll have scrambled eggs at breakfast and sardines at dinner, and a brand new fluffy toy to shred apart in the evening. And lots of love, all year, every year.