i can’t believe wilma turned EIGHT today. it seems like just yesterday when i was picking her out of the litter of  9 baby jack russells. i was hoping for a brown + white rough coat puppy (like the frasier dog) . . . but when i saw this black + white smooth haired loner sitting off to the side by herself, while her siblings were in a pile playing with each other, i knew she was the one for me. it was the best decision i ever made. another testimony of how what you THINK you want is not always what you REALLY want or need. one of the many life lessons that she has taught me.

happy birthday sweet sweet girl.