A decade of woofs: Harry turns ten.
Elizabeth February 24th, 2012
Behind the scenes: Harry and his stylist make some last-minute adjustments
Our tiny terrier turns ten today.
Ten!
That’s worth seventy people years, and lately we’ve noticed that he’s finally begun to dress a little more appropriately for his age.
… with the exception of pants (but we’re working on that).
It’s quite rare to see him without his pipe these days but he’s not allowed to smoke in the house.
No, not even on his birthday.
So far, being ten isn’t so bad. It’s brought two new toys (we’re never too old for those) and the prospect of chicken & rice for dinner.
He’s planning to spend today out on the front porch, yelling at the pups from down the street to keep off his lawn.
“Get off the grass, you hooligans!”
Happy birthday, little fleabag.
Thank you for being the best dog in the world. We love your guts <3
