as if yesterday wasn’t awesome enough, today our precious red turns 3 years old. red is (and always will be) my first baby…

you dog-lovers understand. your animal comes into your life and into your heart, and you’re never the same.

at the beginning, it was just red and i. paul had chosen red from the litter… or maybe it was red that chose paul. i dunno. but three days later, paul left for japan and i was alone with my first dog.

red and i have been through a lot together… within the first few weeks him being home with us, he got really sick, and i learned from the vet that red’s heart was too big for his body and working too hard. i remember thinking to myself, “my dog has a heart condition? WTF?!?” i called paul in japan, sobbing… i mean, SOBBING because this dog had already stolen my heart and here i was now worried about his. (ps- he’s fine now. he has grown into his abnormally large heart, though his behavior says otherwise…)

the last 3 years with red have brought about some serious changes in my life… and having him by my side through it all has made it one wild ride. i wouldn’t give up a moment of his butt-licking, spastic-jumping, tail-wagging, protective-growling for anything in the world.

happy birthday red! we love you!