What's a Gotcha Day? It's the day I was 'got!'
Four years ago today is the day Mum went to the Southside Animal Shelter and got me from the nice folks that rescued me, my Mum and my siblings, off the street.
This pic was taken the day Mum brought me home!
I'll never forget that day. I was only 12 weeks old, and acted like a shy little thing (dog, did that change!). This is pic of where I lived at the shelter. I had really short fur, big ears, and a scrawny tail. But, Mum says it was love at first sight.
It's been a fun filled, exciting four years living with my Mum, my kittie bros and my sis Gracie.
I've done hours and hours of agility, herded sheep and birds, survived a bad car accident, walked and hiked 100's of miles, swam, and walked on a treadmill. I've survived a dog attack, broken bone, gastroenteritis and IBS, a pulled muscle and a dislocated toe. I've done loads of tricks, destuffed lots of toys, got some cool titles with letters to put by my name, barked a lot, eaten some pawsome foods and treats, made 100's of amazing dog friends.
But the best thing is - I live, I'm loved, and I love.
Life just couldn't be any better! Thanks for 'gettin' me Mum. Happy Gotcha Day to both of us!