… equals 28 dog years. And that’s how long Jake and I have been together.
We didn’t do anything special for our anniversary this year – for our first anniversary I made him a boiled potato and a carrot but he didn’t get me anything – and I’ve decided I don’t like his surprises anyway.
I found a bunch of photos of him on my iPhone. Am I taking them, or is he doing the weird, self-portrait-using-an-outstretched-arm thing? Hmm…