I cannot believe my fur baby is 8 today. I almost forgot! Bad mama. I got an email from her vet wishing her a happy birthday which reminded me of this special day. I pulled a series of photos of her through the years and the first couple are with a cheap point and shoot.
The day we got her. Seven weeks old.
Yes, I was guilty of dressing her up a few times.
She grew up and she loves to play in our pond, but I don't let her because it is nearly impossible to get it all the crud out. She has a habit of sneaking in it when I'm not looking.
She used to sleep in a crate and she loved it, but I could not stand it in our room anymore so now she sleeps with us since we got a king size bed.
What she does best.
Peek a boo.
We rarely get much snow, but in 2014 we had a good bit and she loved it.
Here she is with all her hair cut off after another escapade in the pond. I just could not get her clean so I had her hair buzzed off.
This is my favorite shot of her walking beside her daddy through the leaves.
Happy Birthday, Miss Baily
Hope to see y'all back here tonight for Wow at 7pmET!