Photo by Laura, hat by me (doodled cardstock + tissue paper fringe).
Yesterday marked 3 years of Judy living with us, which makes her somewhere between….9 and 12 years old. I’m leaning towards the 9, since the JuJu Bean’s eyes are so bright and she still zooms around the house whenever it’s nearly time for dinner. On the other hand, I did have to carry her home from our last two walks….
Still, she is so different from the scarred, shy little beagle who came to us straight from the shelter. Look at that silky fur! That self-confidence! That sense of security! That attention to the little bit of kibble that I was dangling in front of the camera! She knows ‘sit’ and ‘touch’ and barks at the door when she needs to go out. (Oh, this is such a triumph – you have no idea!) She also knows which of us are the best at sharing popcorn, how to hog a whole sofa and that going to the pet store is fun. She even stops on the sidewalk to say hello to little girls passing by. Of her own free will. I’s so proud!