My puppies are seven years old today. I'm not the only one who still calls them the puppies. Our vet called them that recently, too. To us they'll always be the puppies. The night they were born they were put in this box to keep warm till the last one, Norma Jean was safely delivered.
Here they are with their Mom when they were a couple days old.
Here are some early shots of my puppies.
Some action shots as they grew.
I've tried several times lately to get some nice photos of them for their birthday but most of my efforts were blurs. With some help from Rob and some tasty treats I managed to get these.
This is their first birthday without Sky and Samba. We miss them terribly. Happy birthday Pups.