Happy Birthday, Rosie!

My “middle” dog Rosie turned five years old today. I can’t believe that so much time has passed. I adopted Rosie when I first moved back to Virginia. A lot of things have happened, and a lot of things have changed. There are some things that stayed the same, too — like Rosie wiggling in between all the other dogs to get a “first pet,” and rolling onto her back excitedly and thrusting her legs in the air before screaming “TOUCHDOWN!”

Happy birthday, little one. I’ll always remember you as a spotted potato pup in my hand.