The other day the husband and I were looking back at some old pictures of Wrigley's first few weeks with us. Holy Cuteness.
When was he ever this little? It seems like SO long ago.
He has loved sticks from the beginning.
I can't even remember him being smaller than Pancake.
After seeing this one the husband said "maybe we should get another puppy". Ha....yeah right. I bet that's how people talk themselves into having more kids.
Wrigley used to torture the kitties. Actually that hasn't changed...he still does.
What happened to my little puppy?