A dog-gone birthday...

HAPPY BIRTHDAY FRED!

Fred's birthday is one that I never forget. I'm not sure why. Perhaps it's the fact that it's in April (where all of these other wonderful birthdays fall) that I remember most. Fred is 12 years old today and still takes a beating having Roxy around. He's our big "polar bear" and can't imagine being without him.

Fred (aka Tilly's Sir Frederic) came along shortly after we rescued "Ginger", hence his name. He has been a canine brother to Ginger, Evander and now Roxy. This special day is also shared with his littermates, Dusty and Hannah, who are still in the family. A great, lovable family of labs!

We hadn't heard the 1:30 am squeekie toy for awhile (perhaps we're too exhausted to recognize it), so today, we got a new one. We'll see if it survives. Fred got first dibs, of course, while Roxy watched with jealousy. The toy has now made the rounds in the backyard.

Roxy would rather wrestle with Fred.