Happy Birthday Duke!

Yesterday Duke turned two!

If you aren’t a dog person, this post will make zero sense to you. But if you are, than you realize that dogs have birthdays too.

Duke came into our lives a year ago by adoption. A super sweet couple I know had been fostering Duke, and needed to find him a perfect and forever home. I showed Sonny a picture of Duke last January, and begged him. It’s not that I just wanted Duke…I needed Duke.
We met Duke shortly after that at a local park. We could see, and hear, him a mile away. Sonny and I both walked away mumbling, “Wow. He was really big.”

Duke could have been 500 pounds and I still would have wanted him.
I prayed a lot that God would let us have Duke. Selfish, you bet. But hey, He heard me.

Our friends took their time and decided that Sonny and I were (obviously) the best parents for Duke (Insert winky face here). And oh gosh am I happy they picked us.

Last May they dropped Duke off and had a bittersweet goodbye with this sweet boy that they had rescued and seriously nursed back to health.

To say it was an adjustment would be an understatement. Duke was 101 pounds of puppy. We spent a week wondering how we had just adopted a horse.

It didn’t take long at all for us to realize that Duke is just 101 pounds of love. He has absolutely no idea how big he is (he’s known to lean on people, and sit on laps), has turned into a total mamas boy, and all he wants to do all day is play. Duke has been the center of our attention for the last year, and will continue to do so. I honestly have no idea how people love humans more than they love dogs.

We’ve 100% turned into those people.
Who take their dog every where.
Who come up with nicknames like Dukeybear, Dukester, Duke Doggie Dog, Dukerbear.
Who feed him table scraps.
Who let him get away with murder.

Because how could we not. Look at that face.

We of course have done Dukes favorite things for the past two days. Dog park, swimming in Grandmas pool, sharing a cake with cousins, out to lunch with mommy and daddy, and even a trip to PetCo to pick out some new toys!

He’s our child, if that hasn’t been made clear yet 🙂

Yes I made my dog a birthday cake. And he shared. 

Happy Birthday Duke!