Vaska's First Birthday
October 2 is Vaska's first birthday, and he's become a fine young man.
He began life as a puppy in Florida.
He was raised with the help of his Auntie Esme, a refined southern lady of truly excellent breeding, who taught him the gentle arts of muay thai and ground-and-pound.
At 10 weeks, he boarded a plane in Orlando, got out in Burlington and discovered that, somehow, the world had undergone some real changes in the intervening four hours.
He had arrived just in time for the annual Christmas photo shoot, which was taking place at a store next to where he went for his first meeting with his new veterinarian.
He quickly adjusted to the new climate ...
... as well as the rigorous pace of his new home.
He immediately set about the task of making friends.
And by spring, he had some real pull within his social circle.
and had made quite a social splash.
However, it will take more than a minor surgical procedure to wipe the smile from his face.
Happy birthday to my constant companion and this man's best friend.
"The great pleasure of a dog is that you may make a fool of yourself with him and not only will he not scold you, but he will make a fool of himself, too." -- Samuel Butler
3 comments:
Happy Vaska's birthday, Mike, and let's have many more. And let's have many more of these photos, too.
Wonderful pictures and commentary, and a very Happy Birthday to Vaska :) You're a grown-up now!
Is that a Rhodesian Ridgeback? I had one that some children brought to my door one All Saint Eve, because he had followed them home and they lived in apartment. I opened the door and let him in, and my life changed forever. As many dogs as I have had - and one was in my bed when I was brought home from the hospital - and indeed people used to say I thought I was a dog - I never had my nervous system as enlightened as it was spending my time with Boychik. My senses increased by magnitudes. Everyone who ever met him said he was what they thought a real Angel would be. And he was.
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