Wicket Is Two!

 I can't believe it... Wicket is two years old. 

As I woke up this morning, he and I cuddled in bed.

I told him he was two, but would be a baby forever.

He has "being a baby" perfected.

He even has a lower lip that sticks out just a bit.

I presented him with some treats, a new bone and a heating pad.

Because this little baby doesn't even like toys. 

His favorite thing is to snuggle, and be warm.

What more could a mamma want? 

Happiest Birthday my little darling dog.