Hi all my furiends!
Today, Isa turn eight years old and what is theres to say about the number eight...Isa have a bit of arthritis, but that doesn't keep mesa down. Isa have mamas that love and adore mes (and they tell me that, too) and will takes me from here to there...practically everywhere...especially ups and downs stairs. Nothing really keeps mesa from getting my belly rubbins' and enjoying some hu-peep foodables. Isa don't feel eight...and eight isa considered a senior in most canine dictionaries...however, Isa don't feel canine...is that possible? To be honest, Isa am a princess and princesses are not contained to one species...so that's that...and neither are mamas...and Isa consider myself a pro-little mama for my bubbas and sissies althoughs Isa never been with a man pugs before and prolly never will...besides those inside thingy-ma-jigs be gone...so raising my siblings has been enoughs of a mamas job for me.
Isa hope to have many more years with y'all and love y'all bunches.
Kisses to my bestest boy, Bailey.
Note from mama: Gracie adds so much love and comic relief to our life. Her beauty truly is a shining example of her soul. We love you Gracie Lynn, mama's namesake, little mamas, sugar plum...and all those other names we have attributed to you, our baby girl.
Much Love & Belly Rubbins,