3 Years Ago Today

I brought home this sad sweet little 10 month old smooth collie mix. His name at the shelter was Christopher. He weighed 28 pounds and was severly underfed.

He was sweet and the only dog at the shelter that didn't bark. He sat patiently in his cage while dogs all around him were yapping. He was well-behaved and wonderful when I took him into the yard. I fell in love with him instantly.

He came home with me that night. And the sad thing is that my wonderful, beautiful puppy was almost euthanized. He was a week away from death when I took him home. To this day I still don't know why he was in the shelter for so long and why no one took him home. He is smart, intelligent, and gentle. He is the perfect dog for me. It must have been fate. :)

First night home and the only toy he has never destroyed.

I love him with all my heart. It was rocky going at first and my mom was totally against my having a dog, but he is her "grand dog" now. I can't imagine life without him.

First Christmas together.

I have great Christmas pictures and fun summer pictures and he has destroyed more frisbees than I can count.

My last room mate giving him a bath this spring.

He hates getting a bath and he barks at the dryers at the groomers.

Beau pretending to be a bird dog in October.

I love all of the quirks, like acting like a hunting dog. Nosing under my hand to get attention and giving me that "why are you sad?" or "you're happy? I'm happy!" look.

Beau this spring.

Beauregarde Hamilton, I love you and all of the laughs we have. Happy Anniversary.