I was going through Bryson's old stuff the other day when I came across this photo below. His breeder kindly gave it to us as a momento when we "adopted" him almost 2 years ago...
That's Bryson, oops, I mean Ch Faerie Glen Ben Rabba winning one of his conformation things when he was just 9 months old! And below was Bryson's own webpage as a stud dog before he was *quote* "retired in a wonderful forever pet home" (Awwww....)
Can you believe that's our little bee-eating squirrel-chasing roadtrip-loving goofy boy?
It's just strange to think that he's had this whole life that we weren't part of before we had him, that we all ate, slept and carried on with life without knowing each others existed. It's just so weird.
And look at that pencil straight hair on his back in that show photo, I swear it was chemically straightened. Just look at the way his hair normally is now:
Some people call it cowlicks, we call that his "butt muffin", it's just tufts of hair that stand up and in all directions he looks like he just rolled out of bed and need to comb his hair (but look at Picasso's hair in comparison- his hair IS naturally bone straight).
There are days when he's laying next to me when I'm doing my hair, that I get very tempted to try the straightening iron on him... Hee hee! Don't tell him though.
On a separate note, it's with mixed emotions that I announce that today is the last day of my NaBloPoMo daily blogging adventure for this month! Thanks to JuLo, Lynn and Sara, my constant companion and support group in this blogging marathon thing, without you I may have pooped out at Mile 3. A HUGE thank you!!
