Happy birthday to you,
happy birthday to you,
happy birthday dear Daisy,
happy birthday to you!
We sang to her, and she got all kinds of special treats, so all in all, I think she's having a good day. Against all odds, or contradictory behavior over the last several months, Daisy's turned into a pretty good dog. Sure, she barks a lot, and tends to chew up stuff, and is a shark when it comes to food hitting the ground, and gets all in Oliver's personal space. ... No, that's it. She is all those things. But she's also a cuddly little mess, who loves attention, the rest of the "pack," hanging out on the sofa, and of course, flip flops. She's finally learned how to chill though, which is the best, because that puppy business was getting crazy.
Check her out, wearing the sleeves from Sydney's long pj's as legwarmers. Just funny.
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