Yep. That's right. My little boy is four years old today! Seems like only yesterday I was picking up a 9 & 1/2 week old Westie puppy from a breeder. Now it's almost four years later, and that little puppy has grown in to a big dog. But not just any dog. Nope! He's my baby. And, I can't believe he's already four!
The pic above is one Kelly took for me this morning of Kero with his birthday cards (the big one's from us, the little one's from my Grandma and Grandad) and the rawhide treats we got him. My Grandma and Grandad sent him some money in his card, so when Kelly went in to town to get this week's veg from the market, Kelly used it to buy him a tub of meat flavoured chews and a new football (the one my Mam got him a little while back - which was meant as an early birthday present - is already looking like it's in need of retirement. LOL!) We didn't get a photo of him with his new ball though.
OK, yeah, I know some of you probably think I'm weird celebrating my dog's birthday as if he was a kid. But, I don't care! I'm going to keep on doing it anyway! :)
Kelly took Kero to the park this afternoon for a bit of a run around. They didn't stay out long though. It turns out Kero's figured out that the gate is easy to open, and he decided that visiting a pretty little local dog (Kelly was told by the owner that it was a girl) was much more fun than playing in a field. They spent only a few seconds in the field by the park, but a good five minutes with Kero running down the street to visit the dog, and Kelly running after him. For some reason, after that Kelly wasn't all that eager to let Kero loose again. So, they came home. LOL!