My grand poobah is 13 years old! So, maybe we're the worst pug-parents in the universe and maybe after talking about it for months, we forgot to celebrate the actual Day Of, but we made up for it last night.
We celebrated with a dinner of her favorite things -- cabbage, turkey and sour cream. Sound gross? Not to the pug.
gimme my birthday dinner NOW
snarf snarf snarfsnarfsnarf
and.... days later.... she's still eating. did I mention that Sasha is nearly toothless? Here she is, licking her dinner to death.
i would be indignant but i am deaf and can't hear u
Happy 13, my baby girl. Here's to many, many more.