A Year Ago Today

  Last year on this day, Patrick and I were driving back to Atlanta from Birmingham after we had picked up our little bundle of joy from our breeder (http://www.tresaithcorgis.com/). Yes, this little man became ours one year ago and it's hard to believe that he's only been with us for a year!

  Patrick surprised me one night after I came home from work and said, "Well, I was going to wait until Christmas, but you need to know this sooner...." He had e-mailed our breeder, Janet, and she had one boy corgi from an October 10th litter that was still available if we wanted to go to Birmingham and see him. Patrick showed me a picture (actually, 2 boys were available, but a family was coming to see the other one) and of course, I was in love. You see, I have grown up with corgis since I can remember. My mom has had 4 corgis total and I told P that although he is a golden retriever man, I have to have my corgi. Merry Christmas to me! P and I drove to Birmingham and I immediately fell in love with my little man. I told Patrick that I hoped he really did want a dog because now we had to get him since I had seen him. My dad knew P was a goner.

  Anyways, we picked Wrigley, "Tresaith's Field of Dreams" up on December 26, 2009 and I have loved him ever since. Of course, he is a mama's boy and is quite the little scaredy cat, but I love him to pieces even though he chewed on my door frame and chewed up a piece of my hardwood floors in the dining room. It's ridiculous how many pictures I have taken of him from the last year, but these pictures are from the first few days we had him (we had to tape his ears and oh, how he hated that!!) and I love them! I kind of wish that there was a miniature corgi because they are just so darn precious at this size!!

  All I have to say is that I'm thankful for my husband for giving me the best gift last year and creating our family of three! He cracks me up and I could go on and on, but I'll leave you with a few more pictures of my little bundle of joy who has truly become my first child.

 My most favorite picture of Wrigley to date (first vet visit)

Pat used to be able to hold him with one arm