So, tomorrow is the two-year anniversary of Meg's death which is totally sad, but it also means that six days later is the two-year anniversary of my adoption because my mom and dad were so upset about Meg, they got me to help them get through it - real healthy, right? And I've been thinking about this anniversary a lot because you guys know that my life was real sh*tty before I came here because I worked at a breeding facility which pretty much means puppy mill. And now my life is good and I get to eat a lot and sleep on the couch and in the big bed and hang out with my parents at my Grandma's and Uncle Ansel's and Aunt Kathryn's which is my favorite place.
And this is a picture of my mom and Meg.
Anyway, I've been noticing a lot of gray hairs now that I'm seven years old, and I don't feel old so I'm like that really sucks to look old!
This pic is from like a year ago or something - you see a few grays, right?
And this pic is from like two weeks ago and the grays are taking over my whole face! Oh, Martha - do I look distinguished or just plain old?
And please don't send any presents if you are thinking about it because I still haven't gotten through all the treats from last year even though I really appreciate presents but the economy really sucks and I think you dogs should be spending your money on more important stuff than my adoption anniversary. If you really want to do something, please send Barack Obama a couple of dollars because my my dad doesn't want to stay at a job that he hates because the health insurance is good.