I still remember bringing them home. It was a brisk sunny day in April, the sky deep blue with a hint of spring in the air. I was in the back seat of my Grand Cherokee with my two precious pups.
Luke was quiet and cuddled deep in my lap, totally content while little Forrest yipping, tried to bury himself in my arms, look out the car window and explore the back seat all at the same time.
"Eight weeks old and I could already see
How different they were, though brothers they be
Irresistible both, they were coming with me"
I have posted a wonderful series of photographs that I took on their first birthday. Have a look and follow the paper birthday hats. Guess who is wearing his hat and who is tearing it off!
Always true to themselves and always true to me.
In celebration, Finn and I are taking a long hike through the snow. The sun and sky are shining bright in their honor.
Somehow, I am certain they will be walking with us.
Happy Birthday my loves. I love you both so much and miss you with all my heart.
