It's Brinkley's one year anniversary! He has now been mine for an entire year. It seems hard to believe it has been that long already, but it also seems like he has always been mine. I am so thankful for him and I know he made this first year without my Bailey Asher a little easier. He can't take Bailey's place, but he has certainly distracted me from the loss with his goofy puppy antics!
In just a year, he has gone from a 45-pound wild puppy to a 71-pound wild dog! He has definitely matured in that time, learning lots of commands and the all-important house manners, but he still acts like a puppy often! He has boundless energy and loves nothing more than an afternoon outside running as hard and for as long as possible.
He is also a very loving little guy. If I am sitting at my desk using the computer, you can probably find him sitting next to me, leaning against my leg with his head in my lap. When I wake up in the morning, he wants to snuggle before going outside to play, even though he is obsessed with his Chuck-it ball launcher. This morning as I was leaving to go out of town for the day, he ran out of the house ahead of me and headed straight for my car. He did not want to be left behind!
I am so blessed to be his mommy. God knew exactly what (or who) I needed, and he sent me Brinkley. I wasn't looking for a dog. He found me. And I am so glad he did.
Happy Anniversary, Brinkley!
There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under heaven:
a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance.
Ecclesiastes 3:1, 4