Happy 3 month birthday to our sweet Brooklyn/Turd Ferguson. Even when you are peeing on the floor or trying to eat our shoes we still love you and wouldn't trade you in.. Thanks for becoming part of the Walsh family and for teaching us (mostly your Dad) patience, floor cleanliness and the general joy of snorty grunty snuggles. Love you fuzz bum!
And now photos of our sweet fur baby
[caption id="attachment_1165" align="aligncenter" width="388"] Being Ghetto fabulous in your winter jacket[/caption]
[caption id="attachment_1168" align="aligncenter" width="388"] Navigating through the streets of Meaford[/caption]
[caption id="attachment_1167" align="aligncenter" width="388"] Helping me write wedding thank yous. Signing her approval with a nose print[/caption]
[caption id="attachment_1169" align="aligncenter" width="388"] Napping...this is when we can relax[/caption]
Neither of us have really had a dog before so this is a wee bit of a learning curve, but we are really enjoying it. We have turned into those people who take 5000 iPhone photos of her doing cute things, laugh at her when she snores and makes funny noises and fight over who gets to snuggle with her when she is calm and wanting to cuddle up. We are loving that she always wants to be near one of us, but we are wondering how cute it will be when she is double her size and still insisting on eating her toys in our lap.