Happy Birthday Hattie!

Today Hattie is three years old! I actually almost forgot (shhh, don't tell Hattie) and checked the file last night and sure enough, it's today. She is currently flaked out on Joe's bed. He washed the bedding and she is curled up in the mattress pad. When I went to remind Joe this morning that it was her birthday, he said he had just been thinking about how I had wanted him to bring back a Golden Retriever from Mississippi when he went to deliver supplies to the people there. I looked at Nestle, crazy yellow lab that she is, and told Joe that I could not handle another Nestle. Joe's comment was that Hattie has more than fit the bill for a fourth dog for us. Hattie hopes to go swimming later if the sun comes out and the wind dies down and watch the Olympics tonight. She keeps asking Joe to tell her train for the 2012 games. She's not sure if she'd be best at the butterfly or breast stroke and asked Joe if that meant she'd have to use her back legs. She's come a long way from the sick puppy she was in Lucedale, Mississippi.