In the past year, I've learned a lot about special days and how humans celebrate them. Santa. The Easter bunny. Firsts and Fourths. Birthday hats and lobster suits. Because there was so much leaking yesterday, my human decided to make today a special celebration day. She said today we're going to celebrate me.
Happy Puglet Day!?!
I thought it sounded a little, uh, grandiose for me to tell everyone I have a special day that isn't my birthday. But my human explained that I came to live with her and Dutch in the middle of November last year. It's not grandiose. It's called an anniversary, she said.
She also said Mushu's mom reminded her to do something she should do more often: celebrate those we love.
So to celebrate my first anniversary / Puglet Day, today's pictures are from my very first day with my new family. I was five months old. I loved brother Dutch right away, even though I think it kinda freaked him out a little (top picture). It didn't take him very long to learn to love me back. This is us a few weeks later:
I also loved the beach. I still remember the first time I played in sand and saw the ocean. I didn't want to leave so my human let us stay until the sun went down. This was my first beach sunset:
I think all dogs should have their own anniversary day. Especially because I'm pretty sure a special cookie or something will be part of the celebration. And if you don't know when your anniversary day should be, you can share today with me.