I didn’t want Fritz’s birthday to overshadow the inauguration (it’s difficult when two events of equal global importance fall on the same day!), but it’s almost midnight, so I have to hurry up and beat the clock so I can wish my little guy a HAPPY FIRST BIRTHDAY!
In honor of the event, Fritz was allowed to eat half a tin of dog-friendly carrot cake on the table. (Bruno got the other half, but he had to eat on the floor.)
I can’t believe Fritz is technically no longer a puppy. He’s just a little speck! A baby schmutz! My Fritzy Doodle Dandy! He’s a problem child, yes, but he’s so completely full of love and sweetness and I love him to pieces.
Here’s to you, Fritzy! Happy birthday.