talbotlucas.org: a word to the wise is sufficient

We're celebrating Wallace's third birthday today with a few extra special rawhide chew toys and other goodies. Our little guy has grown quite a bit this last year--he now has his adult corgi barrel chest and the face of an adult, but sometimes--around certain toys and Terrence's socks, for example--he still pounces like he did as a pup.

Mostly, though, he's become our watchdog, alert to any not-quite-right noises and always on patrol for impertinent crows, pigeons, squirrels, and the little creatures of the night that visit our garden. He tries to tell our neighbors when they're making too much noise, or when there are deliverymen at their door, and when he sees J'ai and Josephine leave for an outing, he lets us know that we, too, should be doing something fun.

And then there are the times, more frequent now than during his puppyhood, when he stretches out next to one of us and relaxes while we work. He's happiest when we're all together in the same room where he can keep an eye on us and doze for a little while. Not a bad life.

(Click on the photos to open a larger window; last year's birthday photos are still here. Don't mind the formatting of our archive entries, by the way; we've upgraded our blogging software and need to make a few more adjustments. They'll be back to normal soon.)