Just for a moment…let’s forget about my grooming troubles and the loss of my very best Godmother in the world….let’s forget about my belly boo-boo and my snaggletooth. …let’s put aside the our differences with the mailman.
Yes, my friends and my furiends, let’s forget about everything else except today.
For today marks my 9th Blogoversary.
NO WAIT…. stop the presses. This just in: Leave it to my pal Kismet, actually, I think it must have been Angel Kyla who spotted it first…I have only been blogging for SIX YEARS. Not nine. I started in 2009 and, um, well, please feel sorry for the peep. For one thing, She can’t add, subtract, multiply or divide. Secondly, She’s had a bad week. Third, She’s looking for a new groomer for me, as you know, and that can take a lot out of a peep. Lastly, She saw “2009” and wrote “9th” Blogoversary instead of “6th”. Even though I dictated it correctly.
One more thing – and I found this little error myself – my blogoversary is TOMORROW – ’cause the WordPress folks are in AUSTRALIA and they’re a DAY AHEAD of me and they sent me a nice little note earlier. Geez. I should just go back to sleep.
So, for those of you just tuning in, pay no attention. For those of you who think I’m a liar because you read this post earlier today, well, You. Would. Be. Wrong. I’m no liar. Confused sometimes, yes; a liar, never. A Scottie never lies.
Back to today. Or tomorrow. Or whenever. Let’s celebrate anyway, shall we?
You knew me when I was a just a pup.
From this puppy:
To this manly man:
And all of me in between:
As Sweet William the Scot says, “Thank you for being my friends.”
I couldn’t do it without you.