In case you forgot to mark it on your calendars, Sunday is Rocco the Wonder Dog's birthday. He's six years old!
We don't have anything elaborate planned for the day. Most likely Rocco will just relax with his best friends/chew toys, Itchy the Flea and Squirrelly the Squirrel. We can't invite any of his doggy pals over, because he doesn't have any. Rocco doesn't really care for other dogs. He prefers the company of people, since they are far more likely to be eating something that they might be willing to share with him.
So Rocco is a year older. Sadly, he is not a year wiser. He still fails to understand that the rug under my desk is not the spot for him to use for bathroom emergencies. Maybe though, Rocco knows exactly what he is doing, and it is I that am getting no wiser if I expect him to change his behavior. That's probably it.
Whatever. Rocco brings such joy into our lives that I guess I can put up with a little piddle every now and again.
Only a little, though!
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