My furbaby, Harry turns SIX today!!
|From this Christmas 2011|
Granted, my buhbbies (pronounced bub-bees) has been with his Great Grandma for the past year, he's still my furbaby with so much personality and snuggles that it makes my heart hurt that he's not here in DC with me. His life is pretty sweet being spoiled by my Grandma.
He begrudgingly gets up around 8:00am to be walked by my mom, then retires back to bed to be awoken like Lucifer in Cinderella around 9:30am for his breakfast. Which is a freshly cooked egg from my Grandma. (Her choice because it's "good for his coat") I should also mention that his breakfast is supplemented by a portion of my Grandma's breakfast, too.
The remainder of the day is spend finding various places around the house to nap. There's sunshine spots, on top of any human in reach, his two-thirds of my Grandma's king size bed. She's happy to have him close, but would just as soon move to the other part of the bed before moving him. He's a complete spoiled prince.
I know that he will be spoiled with extra love today, too. When I called to catch up with my Grandma, her first thing was, "Do you know what tomorrow is? Harry's birthday." He's made the family perpetual calendar.
Happy birthday buhbie. Mama misses you!
|Great googly moogly.|
|What? I didn't rip apart my toy. He puked.|
|Harry with his ladies, Peach and Eva.|
|Hiking at Chautauqua|
|Four months old. July 2006|
|That's my knee under his chin. I told you he snuggles.|
|Precious puppy snuggles.|
|He didn't like the mohawk cut.|
|Avid sports fan.|
|With his best buddy, my 90 year-old Grandma.|
|Ready for the snow.|
|He liked to ride around with my Grandpa when he was alive.|
|First Halloween as a dinosaur. Rawr.|