Fudge-My Girl Turns Five on Christmas Day!

[Laurie, Fudge, and Vern]

I can’t believe my Fudge is five.  It seems like just yesterday I picked up a little, brown hairball from a breeder in Indiana.  Hayley was with me and we drove 600 miles to bring her home and she was an angel in the car.  We stopped at a Meijer’s on the way home and got a small dog bed and wedged it in between the two front seats and when she wasn’t sleeping in her bed, Hayley was holding her.  I am sure it was not the safest way to bring a puppy home and I am not endorsing this method, but Fudge has always loved the car and is still dippy about Hayley. 

 

From the moment Fudge walked into our house, she has owned the joint.  She was so confident as she walked right in and looked around and quickly let our cat know there was a new girl in town.  Fudge never seemed to have an adjustment period! She just seemed to know she was where she was supposed to be. I feel it, too.  Fudge was meant to be my dog.  I had some problems with our breeder at the end and I almost called off our deal, but someone was looking out for Fudge and me and knew we were meant to end up together.

 

Fudge loves all of us, but she is my girl. She doesn’t settle at night until I settle.  Some nights she follows me around and I will find her just sitting and staring at me until I go back in my bedroom.  Finally, when I do, she falls immediately to sleep as if she has been waiting all night for this moment.  I find her staring at me a lot and most of the time I don’t know what she wants, but I usually stop what I am doing and give her a hug. The last thing I say most nights is, “I love you Fudge. You are my girl.” She is so smart that one of these days; I expect to hear back, “ditto.”

 

I got lucky with both my dogs, but it all started with my Fudge! The right dog found me and I am so thankful.  Happy Birthday, Fudge!! You are my girl!

[F, Calla & Luca]

: )

[Laurie, Fudge, and Vern]

F, You don't miss a thing!

Thanks, Jennifer. I will tell Fudge :)

Thanks, Jill!

Joanne, Yes, so far, just dreams. LOL

[Joanne ~ Spud*]

Wild Dream 

Keep Dreaming. It's good for the imagination. I'm glad it was a dream and you dont have nightmares about me  :)  LOL

[Jill, Woody & Maxi]

Happy Belated Birthday Fudge!!! :)

[Jennifer and Jack]

Happy Birthday Fudge, I know I am late but I know your day was great, I know all your days are great. You are so loved… Jack is not far behind you in turning five and he wanted me to tell you five is the new two!!!

[F, Calla & Luca]

Definitely.

[Laurie, Fudge, and Vern]

Thanks, Gail.

Ricki, I knew Tara would not miss a chance to respond :) LOL Are two pips better than two lumps? We have to ask F :)

Thanks, BG

Sherri, Happy Birthday to sweet Sophie! I like that they have the same birthday!

Hazel, I have always written a funny Christmas letter, but my writing expanded when I got Fudge and Vern. They must be my muses! Thank you!!

Thanks, Julie & Lori!

Joanne, I dreamed last night that Fudge and Spud met. Truth!  In the dream, I visited Roger and you, but somehow you lived above us in an apartment. You had lots of family visiting and Roger was looking at a job in Los Angeles. Fudge got on ok with Spud. Very weird :) Happy Birthday to Spud! Thank you!

Thanks, Anna. We miss you on DK.

Gina, Thank you! She is very spoiled :)

[GBK]

Happy Happy Birthday Fudge!!!  You are one lucky girl to have found the family you did, and they are equally as lucky to have you.  I know you had a Wonderful day with lot's of love and fun.  I have a feeling your family is like ours, and your treated like Everyday is your Birthday :)  Love, Gina, Buddy and Kona

[Anna and Achilles]

AWWW! Happy birthday sweet girl!

[Joanne ~ Spud*]

Happy Birthday, Fudge!!!  

You know, I love this girl. When you write about her, I always say, Spud Too!

Spud was five just two weeks ago, he runs like a deer, he goes to bed or waits for me to go to bed every night.

From the moment he walked in the door, he owned the place!  He never looked back. He was happy and home.  Instead of crying in his crate, the first night Roger got up to use the restroom and he barked. Barked loud.  " Hey, look at me. Remember me?  I'm here in this crate'

They both have food names. Well, kind of.  Spud was named after many Spuds. Only one was a potato.

Happy Birthday, Beautiful Girl.