Bollo's Birthday Bash

My wolf man recently made three years old. *sighs * It’s hard to believe that almost three years have passed since we picked up the little (rather chunky) bundle of fun that resembled a seal cub. Since then, he has transformed into the colossal thirty seven kilo hound we see today.

We’ve had our ups and downs. Three different training classes and several pairs of wellies later (he had a penchant for wellington boots as a pup); I’ve probably divorced him far more than married him throughout our years together. But I have to admit, everyday he manages to squeeze a smile out of me one way or another.

In comparison to human years, he’s around twenty one now. Does that mean he’s maturing, starting to quieten, settle down? You betcha – NOT! He’s still the excitable, fun loving criminal we picked up three years ago. But we love him all the same.

Here’s a run down of his first three years:

First day at home

Learning to walk in the snow

Beach fun

Water baby

All settled in

Part of the fixtures and fittings

Happy Birthday Mr Bollo!




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