Three Years!

We celebrated Dash's third birthday on the 9th.  Well, we don't know exactly when, but he was born sometime in May, so we chose the 9th to be his birthday.  We met him when he was eight weeks old, and two weeks after the paperwork was done, he joined the family...

Yup, his name was Goliath at the pound and he had a brother named David.  I wonder where he is now and if they can recognize each other if they meet now...

Just like a human baby, he slept a lot...

His favorite spot to fall a sleep...

He was doing a great job as a shop dog...happily got up and went to the door every time someone came in. 

Greeting every single customer was exhausting for the little guy...

For a while this wooden caterpillar was his enemy.  It was pretty entertaining to watch him with the motionless caterpillar...

Lucy the Basset Hound always got frustrated because she couldn't catch Dash...

He had many faces...

His first Halloween costume...

You know why...

One thing he absolutely hates is getting wet.  On a rainy day, he refuses to go outside...

His ultimate favorite...the photo says thousands...

The day we received his bed in the mail.  I have a series of photos of how he went bonkers in his new bed.  Very entertaining...

His safety blanket...

The backyard back then...

He was a keen fast learner and the best student in the class...

He is no longer able to hide under the coffee table...

He brought so much joy to the family...life is not the same without him...

Okay, those innocent days were over...looking like a 50 year old man...

Yo...

We love you, Dash!