Today little Lady Liberty turns 1!!!
Libby has brought such joy and laughter (as well as some frustration and tears) to our lives. When Jon and I brought her home, she was eight weeks old and weighed a mere 8 lbs. She slept most of the day and slid around our hardwood floors on her little paws. We couldn't walk her without someone asking if she was the dog featured in the Cottonelle commercial.
Libby went to puppy school where she was the largest dog by far. None of her school mates were bigger than the palm of my hand. For her graduation, Jon and I taught her to sit pretty. Meanwhile Coco, the tiny tea cup poodle, learned to hop around in circles on his two hind legs and jump through a hula hoop for his grand finale. I should mention Coco's master was about 12 years old. Good effort Libs (good effort Lori and Jonny)! We are proud of you! In the end, she earned her diploma and still knows all the good puppy behaviors (whether or not she chooses to listen to them is her choice, but she does know what to do).
As Libby grew bigger and bigger, she started to become quite the explorer, or more so an inspector. She picks up everything with her mouth to figure out what it is - food, sticks, rocks and, yes, even glass once, and swallowed what we're quite sure was a firecracker. I'm not sure if it is a good thing to call the vet's office and identify my pet as "Libby" and they say, "Oh! Hello Mrs. Rimkus." Libby makes a fast getaway, but slowly, she ran out of her favorite hiding places, like behind the tree in our yard (where I'm postive she thought I couldn't see her), in the coffee table or under the bed. She had finally figured out how to get exactly in the middle of the bed where I couldn't reach her without the help of a back scratcher or BBQ tongs when she got to big to get out. Libby loves the water - any water - including baths, lakes, rivers, rain, hoses and mud puddles. Even though Auntie Ellen kept us prepared for summer with a life preserver of her very own, she turned out to be quite a natural. Now if we can only get her to jump off the pier like the doggies in those agility competitions. Maybe next year.
Today Libby is 68 lbs. and just as cute as ever. Sometimes she drives us crazy, but her cute little face keeps her out of a lot of trouble. Everyday at 5:30, she jumps up on the living room chair to look out the window and waits to see Jon walking down the block coming home from work (even it if takes until after 7 to see him). She's graduated from sleeping in her crate to sleeping just about where ever she wants, but she spends a lot of time during the night looking at us to make sure that we're okay. She's a great retriever and, actually, quite a good goalie. We love Libs with all our hearts and are so glad she came into our lives!
And look at her now!
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| She didn't like her birthday bow!!! |
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| Libby and her Little Birthday Cake |
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