I remember people telling us how the pug's were going to take such a backseat once Declan arrived. I was like, no way not my pugs!
And then Declan arrived.
And there may have been a day or two over the last 10 months were it's three in the afternoon and I can't figure out why I've got to pugs on my heels, while I'm pacing the house trying to sooth a fussy baby to sleep, looking at me so pitifully. Oops I forgot to feed them.
Thankfully, their very forgiving. Give them a treat and they'll pretend it never happened.
Which brings me to today, pug's 9th birthday, which I find it both a miracle that I remembered and that we are celebrating his 9th what with all this dog's craziness and daily shenanigans.