To the mutt that stole our hearts,
(And tore them all to pieces),
May you live on forever,
(If only so our patience never cease . . .-es).
Seriously, patience isn’t always a given virtue–it’s a hard-learned skill that can only be shaped by ear-shattering whines and never-ending sessions of fetch.
Happy Birthday little man! (Don’t ever change.)
Play Hard, Bark Often 