Three years ago today we picked up our little bundle of fur and brought him home! He was so young the first time we met him that we weren't allowed to touch him. We spent the next several weekends driving 45 minutes to visit with him in the shelter until he was released to us. He was quick and smart. He practically potty trained himself. He loved his toys. He loved to play. I didn't take long to realize that he was going to need lots of activity, at least for awhile. He went on walks until he was old enough and vaccinated enough to go to the dog park. He spent almost two hours a day playing at the dog park, running, wrestling, chasing and sniffing. We needed something for the days that we could not make it to the dog park, and the running partnership began.
Of course, we celebrated this momentous occasion with a run. The moon was really bright and the sun was actually going to shine today so we weren't in the dark for very long, but it was still just us. Since the light seemed to be cooperating, I tried to take a picture to mark the occasion, but Henri would not look at the camera, the little stinker. So, a post-run hug was what we got, which I'm totally okay with, BTW.
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