You probably shouldn’t read this if you don’t like dogs. My family is pretty much obsessed with dogs. Toby in particular. He has ruled the house since we adopted him back in May. Toby had his first birthday on Wednesday. (or 7th in dog years. Or 101st according to his Facebook profile.)
We celebrated by getting Toby some new chew toys, a new tennis ball, and of course doggie ice cream. The flavor was peanut butter cheese. My son was brave enough to lick the “ice cream”. He said it tasted like nothing. Toby sure thought it tasted like something, because he licked the cup clean.
Having a dog has been one of the most wonderful things for our family. I don’t want to tell my husband this, but that is part of the reason I’m really excited to quit my job is because I get to hang out with Toby more. Toby has helped to teach my kids responsibility by taking turns feeding him, giving him fresh water, taking him for walks, and giving him lots of attention. I love that my kids have a full-time friend, snuggle buddy, exercise partner, and fierce protector. (the last one could be stretching it a bit. Is is possible to be licked to death?)
My husband says that Toby must be part Native American because he hates the camera and thinks the flash is sucking away his soul. I wanted to document Toby turning one, so I had to take about 68 pictures. Facebook, Instagram and Twitter were not around when I had my kids so I am starting fresh with Toby. I used a throw away camera with my human children and had to take the pictures to Walgreens to get them developed… and then make an album. That was back when a dime bag cost a dime.
These are a few black and white blurry outtakes of Toby’s photo shoot where he refuses to look at the camera. Until I put him in a head lock for a selfie.