For his 10th Birthday, Chewie enjoyed a new blue toy (although Crash kept stealing it), both got Jerky sticks, some rare couch time, and some foul looking raw food with dinner. After the raw food defrosted, I slit a cut in the plastic and this bison mush and blood oozed out the package. It was wrong on so many levels that I quickly noticed my gag reflex and had to have Jeremy deal with the rest of it. I remind you that we are vegetarians, so our efforts must go to show how much we love these stinky pooches.
We adopted Chewbacca at 3 months old in 1998, when he was just a little black peanut on stubs. Now 10 years later, he has been with us through 6 different homes - including a tiny apartment with 2 cats, from dating to 7 years of married life, countless trips to the Bay, the emergency vet and even more to off-leash dog parks. He shares his big day with The King, and you might notice his lip curl in the photo on the upper left. What a charmer, uh uh huh.
Happy Birthday Buddy-Chew!
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