Saturday, January 30, 2016

Happy Birthday Harley!!

Mr. H ~

Happy 8th Birthday to my baby boy!! 

so thrilled to be 8!

Today is officially your big day. 8 whole years. Wow. I'm sure all people say this about their pets, but you really are the BEST dog in the whole world. And you sure have been through a lot with us. 

A wedding.....
our ring bearer!! 

Four moves (three of them cross country). 
road trip #1 from SD to DC

road trip #2 from DC to SD....first trip to the beach!

road trip #3 Monterey to MD...Enjoying the campground at Mt Rushmore

two kiddos..
meeting C for the first time

relaxing with Norah

cuddles with C

And a whole lot in between. 

I remember driving to Fresno to pick you up. It was about a month or so before we moved to DC to be with Daddy. I had always had pets growing up, but you would be my first official pet. We had discussed getting a dog for a while, the various breeds, etc. Because we were living in an apartment we wanted a smaller dog but it had to also be a cool dog. Daddy didn't want to be walking a fluffy prissy little thing. Eventually we discovered the french bulldog and we were sold. Now to actually find the right frenchie. After searching and waiting we found a woman in Fresno who wasn't an official breeder but had a few pups for sale. My mom and I went to check it out and there you were. It was you, your brother and sister. We knew we wanted a boy, and you were so much cuter than your brother. Adorable. I knew you were the one. It was fate. 

For a few weeks you lived in San Diego with me until our big move. During that time you rode around in a hoodie pocket (I can't believe you were ever that small) and played non stop with your cousin Sonny. And before I knew it we were off to the East Coast. You did amazingly on the drive. So good, Grandma Rachel still talks about it. You never made a peep on the entire drive and were a champ when we snuck you into hotels. And you only chewed up the corner of one cabinet in one hotel.....cost of doing business. 

Just like me, Daddy loved you instantly. We were our own little family unit. I think you liked living in DC. We took you to the dog park often, you got to experience snow, and we tried to take you with us when possible. But then we moved back to San Diego and things got better for you. We had a house with a yard, so no more crate during the day. And of course we can't forget dog beach. Your favorite place in the world. We went almost every weekend. It was sad to move away. There were no good dog beaches or parks in Monterey (dogs were welcome at some but there were never many dogs to chase), but I was home all day and you had a yard, the best of both worlds. Sleeping and relaxing all day every day. It is pretty much the same here in MD: less than ideal dog park situation but you get to relax all day since I don't work. I am sure you miss chasing and annoying other dogs, but you are a pretty lazy pup and seem to prefer sleeping. 

You are such a cuddle bug. The perfect lap dog. Preferring to be snuggled under a blanket or relaxing by the fire over a walk anyway. Typically you hide if you know we are going for a walk. Or if we happen to get a leash on, you make me drag you down the driveway and are constantly trying to make your way back to the house. I never have to worry about you running away, that's for sure. 

To celebrate the big 8, Mommy and Charlotte made a special doggie custard for you and your very own birthday hat. We sang to you and gave you lots of extra cuddles. You are so loved Mr H!

all mixed up and ready for baking!

trying out the hat she made!

with the birthday boy!

getting all set up

singing to him :)

open wide!! mmmm!!

Harley approved!!

extra loving for the birthday boy!

We love you so much Mr H!! Happy happy birthday!!! 

Mommy, Daddy, Charlotte, and Norah

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