By Edith Beale the Bouvier
My friend Sadie (center) celebrated her first birthday on Aug. 22, 2002. She’s one of my afternoon play pals along with Mars (left) and Jackson (right). In fact, we’re all about the same age.
We roll and wrestle in the grass in the dirt. ‘Cause I have long hair, I think the other dogs like to chew on me and use me like dental floss.
This is Lucca, the fifth member of our afternoon posse.
When I get home, Ol’ What’s-his-name says I smell like a swamp. Like he didn’t get dirty when he was a little kid. Yeah, right!
I said we were all about the same age. My companions had a little surprise in store for me for my birthday. Join the celebration as my life continues on the next page.
Please visit Edith’s Web page again to find out what she has been up to, meet her friends, see where she has been walking and places she’s visited. If you have any questions or comments, please send them to Ol’ What’s-his-name. He will probably answer you. He’s got too much time on his hands.
Want to find out more about Bouviers? Read this tongue-in-cheek article, written by a breeder, who says you probably shouldn’t have one.