That makes me giggle, considering how UNsenior he acts (except for being a Grumpy Elderly Gentleman since puppyhood).
A 3pk of new squeaky tennis balls, extra green beans and pumpkin for dinner and a solo swim with Michael and me...sounds like a good day for The Wee Monster.
Here's to a hundred more birthdays with the reason I bit my nails for a year
(I just realized...I joined the GPets board when Henry was 9 months old! A lot of you have watched him grow up!)















