Houston is 13 years old today! And that ain't no April Fools joke.
Because it is her special day, I have already given her three treats and it is only 9:33 in the morning, Milwaukee-time. Here she is relaxing in the 60-degree sunshine on the grass in our backyard, having just gobbled up the third bone.
Pretty sure she's in heaven. Or contemplating how to procure more bones while I am out of sight. Hmm, crafty, that one.
Looking like a young Betty White, Houst! Keep it up!
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