OK, so we don’t technically know Washburne’s real birthday, but for all intents and purposes, it’s today. Rejoice!!
Exactly one year ago we brought this little guy home. And I haven’t made it to a weekday Happy Hour since.
He jumps on strangers, endlessly licks our faces, humps vigorously, pulls relentlessly on the leash, and barks at other dogs.
But we love him just the same. If not more.
And to prove it, we spent almost $100 on him to celebrate this very special day. We are the worst kind of dog people.
Happy Birthday, little buddy. We love you.
– Lady Who Lets You Sleep On Her Feet & Dude With The Leash