It’s official. Honey is middle-aged. Although she didn’t ask for anything for her birthday this past Thursday, there are a few things I wish I could give her.
Honey’s birthday week has been more than just fun and games. In the middle of long walks, play time, and snowy outdoor dining with her (hopefully) favorite people, Honey also helped reunite a wandering dog with his person. Way to go, Honey, for helping to bring a lost dog home.
I’m a sucker for a lovely story about someone creating a “bucket list” for their dying dog. They get me every time. But they also strengthen my determination to enjoy every day I have with Honey. And not wait until it’s too late.
Honey’s birthday is coming up. Normally I wouldn’t do much for it. I’d tell myself that as a dog, the day doesn’t mean much to Honey. But everyone deserves a special day sometimes.