Monday, December 7, 2009

The Roxinator


On the Friday before President's Day seven years ago, my life changed. I went with my niece, Meghan to pick up Roxie from her breeder. She puked all over Meghan on the way home, and got to the apartment and immediately began chasing the cats. She is the funniest, happiest, sweetest, most frustrating, stubborn light in my life.

Happy Seventh Birthday, Roxie.
I love you.

3 Comments:

Carolyn Crane said...

Happy Birthday!! Look how cute! I hope somebody is going to get a nice juicy piece of steak today! Or something.

Lusty Reader said...

so.frickin.cute! many happy returns roxie!

orannia said...

Happy Birthday Roxie! Can I just say - utterly gorgeous in that photo!