I missed my Scoutie's birthday.
Say what????
Yes. It was yesterday.
True....I'm not really sure if it's her real birthday because we "rescued" her from some random college kids off of Craigslist. Yes, we got her off of Craigslist...we love Craigslist...I even found our piano on Craigslist.
But I digress.
Scout is 2 (or thereabouts). When we adopted her, the random college kids (who were probably trying to scam us, but whatevs) told us she was born sometime between Halloween and Thanksgiving. That's all they could tell me. So I picked 11/11 because I thought it'd be a date I would never forget.
Uh yeah...good one, Tina.
I am so sorry, my Scout.
If I weren't on this darned bedrest, I'd take you down to the fancy dog bakery like we did last year and buy you a delicious, overpriced birthday biscuit. And maybe stop by the cupcake bakery and pick up a cupcake for me...it's not fun to eat sweets by yourself, after all! ;)
You've gotten me through some rough times.
You allowed me to be a "mother" while we were waiting to have a human child.
You are always happy to see me, no matter what...and you can make a bad mood disappear instantly...well...most of the time, anyway....:)
You will always have a special place in my heart, 'cause you're my first doggie ever.
I only have one wish for your 2nd birthday...um...now that you're a big girl...could you calm down some? I heard some dogs calm down at 2. Not holding my breath or anything, but it would be oh so nice.
Then again, your silly puppy ways are what make me love you most. :)
I love you, my baby girl. As soon as Grant comes, we'll celebrate your belated birthday, and his birth day together. Complete with yummy biscuits. Promise.










