Happy birthday to the love of my life. I still remember the day we met. I almost hit you with my car and had to swerve out of the way and hit an old lady instead. You were chasing a squirrel and things got out of hand. I remember leaning down and leaning my ears near your snout to listen for breathing. Then you growled into my ears with that deliciously low voice and said ,”Was I a good boy?” To which I ferociously made out with you while the old lady lay unconscious beside our entangled, passionate bodies.