This weekend was all about Miss Moira.
Since she moved through shelters and rescue foster care before we adopted her in June, we weren’t sure of her exact birthdate. The records listed September 17, maybe the day she was born or her rescue date. We decided to stick with this date. So Saturday, Moira turned 2-years-old.
First, a nice long walk with Dad. Moira L♥VES her morning walks.
After breakfast we took her to pick out a birthday toy and rawhide chews. So many choices.
And after a special hamburger lunch,
a car ride, which is her next favorite thing after morning walks, to High Bridge.
We’re grateful every day that Moira’s part of our family.
Happy Birthday, sweet girl!