Apple Pupcakes with Peanut Butter Yogurt Frosting – in honor of our one and only fuzzybritches, our fluffernutter, our puppers, darwin.
It is unfathomable to me that one year ago, today, you were not yet here with us. How quickly you have become an irreplaceable part of our family–as if we never were a family without you. How much happier life is with fuzzy hippos and squeaky dragons and fuzz-less tennis balls strewn about.
We laugh at your antics, we love your cuddles, we complain when you insist on circling and circling and circling in the negative degree weather before finally dropping a poop. I never thought such rejoicing could take place in honor of a poop.
You are our fur baby. You got your deep brown eyes from me. You got your cute butt from your dad. Dad says you got your snoring from me, too, but we shall just ignore him, yes? It is impossible to find the words to tell you all the reasons I love you.
Is it your utter belief that every person’s lap was made especially for you? Despite the fact that you have grown from a twelve pound puppy to a seventy pound cuddle monster.
Is it how you always seem to know when my capacity for stress has imploded? That I will need your fluff-covered soul to hold onto as life’s incoming wave crashes me against the rocks.
Is it the way your eyes find me in a sea of people at the dog park? A quick affirmation to me, to yourself, to the world that I am yours and you are mine.
Is it as simple as your reminder to keep the coffee table clear? Lest you walk by and, with one wag of your tail, clear it for me?
Or is it the incomprehensible truth that God somehow found reason to bless me with your pure, loving soul? A soul that shines in your eyes and undeniably confirms to me that yes . . . all dogs must go to heaven. Because how could heaven ever be somewhere we could be happy if you are not there with us?
But let us hope poop magically disappears in heaven, shall we?
Happy Birthday, sweet pea.
Love you always,
Disclaimer: These are, in fact, human edible. I tasted them. I recommend saving them for the dogs.