
Yesterday was Henry's birthday. Just look at this baby picture. Can you tell why we love this puppy so much? He is so much fun and has brought such joy to our lives these past 10 months. Yes, he sheds. Too much. Yuck. And yes, he eats all kinds of crap -- including, you got it, crap, as well as shoes and sticks and rocks and magazines and plastic straw wrappers and anything fun he finds in the yard or on his walks. And yes, his very existence complicates vacation plans and any activity where we're away from home for eight hours or more.
However, he makes us laugh. He makes us smile. He licks away tears and sad faces. He cuddles against you and keeps you warm. He plays a wonderful game of tag or soccer. He protects the family from scary intruders like the mailman and the UPS guy. He is goofy. He barks at the TV or the fireplace just to keep them on their toes. He plays hard and sleeps hard. He suns himself on the hot pavement. He is the first to greet you when you walk in the door, and he is always happy to see you. He answers to several nicknames including Boom Boom and Teeny Tiny and Wookie. As Sean summed up once, "I'm glad we got Henry, Mom, because now we're a real family."
Happy Birthday, Henry Hope Mosher; we're so glad you're part of our clan.