Bad Mom.

Oh, hey guys. Today I am one year and ONE WEEK old and mean mommy is just now getting around to helping me blog about it. I know they have work and wedding and they don't really neglect me but sheesh!

Thank you to all who wished me a happy birthday.

For my birthday mom and dad gave me TWO meaty bones and loads of gourmet treatables. Grandma and grandpa also gave me a new stuffy that is really pawsome because it looks just like a real mole and mom says it's kind of ugly. I will post pictures of that stuff as soon as mom finds her camera battery charger. In the meantime check out pictures of me during my birthday week. Mom says I'm finally a big girl puggy because I hate to get out of bed in the morning.
No more puppy food for me!

Birthday Countdown

I thought I should let you all know that my very first birthday is this Saturday, May 10. I'm pretty excited, although my b-day (b for 'big') is being overshadowed by two things: mom's having ANOTHER pawty for getting married to dad and Mother's Day. I love my mom, but my b-day is basically a mom pawty sandwich.

My new friends, Sophie and Dixie tagged me to write a six-word memoir. I think now is a good time to reflect on my first year here on Earth and sum up my pawsonality:

Bossy, playful, snack-loving pretty girl.

I'm gonna bust out some of the archives to demonstrate: