Today, November 11, was my dog’s birthday.
Mousse would’ve been 31 years old (that’s 217 in dog years) if she were still alive today.
I can still remember when we got her… back in January of 1978 from a breeder in northern New Jersey. Dork that I was (am) I used to think it was so cool that her birthday was 11-11 and my birthday was 9-11.
I miss Mousse. She was a good dog. *sigh*
Very long post coming tomorrow.
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