Sunday, February 28, 2010
was a year old on February 27th. His middle name is Albert after Albert Einstein because he is the smartest dog I have ever had. When George was two months old I stumbled on him while we were out walking and broke his right rear femur. It healed and then when he was 5 1/2 months old he jumped from a persons arms and broke it again. Little George has had a rough first year. He made it through and taught me about living, loving, and living in the moment. This little guy loves everybody he still loves the Vet. too, and everything. His fur is so soft it feels like silk. He loves to be pet, is friendly and out going and loves his big sister Chloe. And I love him?