My Sweet Birthday Boy

Without June 30, 2001, "Life with a Wiener Dog" would not exist.

You see, on June 30, 2001, the wiener dog in my life was born. That's Frank the puppy back in 2001 below his picture taken tonight, June 29, 2011.

Blogger isn't cooperating on my computer tonight, so I can't say as much as I'd like about my sweet boy, barely getting this on with my iPad.

So let me just say this.
Frankfurter, you are the smartest, sweetest dog I know. You've made the last ten years a million times better than they would have been without you. I love you so much! Happy Birthday, Little Pup!

All the little wiener dogs in the whole world and God gave me the very best one.

If you give a Wiener Dog a bone for his 9th birthday...

he's going to need a nap to go with it.

Glad you had a Happy 9th Birthday, Frank!

May you have many more to come,

you cute little old man dog!

Eight's been great...

so we're sending it out with a bang!

I mean bone.

My wiener dog will be 9 years old tomorrow.

It seems like yesterday that he was a puppy chewing on everything.

He has a little old man face now.

He's getting little old man gray feet.

But, he'll always be my baby wiener dog.

Happy Birthday, Little Pup!

I see bones and Chik-fil-a chicken nuggets in your future, Birthday Boy!

:)