Mr. Bojangles has now been in my life for a little over a year and I can't imagine not having him in it. His adoption wasn't expected, as I was simply going to donate pet food to the local pet food pantry. However, when I saw him I knew that we were destined to be together...he was my dog. About two weeks after Mr. Bojangles arrived, my kitty unexpectedly passed away at only 11 years old. It was--and still is--very hard. It's gotten better over the past year, but I still miss Jonson every single day. Mr. Bojangles has helped me through a terrible time. He is so loving and affectionate and his world revolves around me...how could I not be helped by such unabashed adoration.
Not knowing when he was born and with only a rough guestimate as to his age when I got him (two), I adopted his adoption date of March 5th as his birthday. We celebrated at two of his doggy playgroups. At home, we had some "pupcakes" from the bakery at the local pet store. Bojangles is a picky eater (he really loves meat), so he didn't really care for his treat, but it didn't go to waste...not with two hounds in the house.
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