December 10, 2012, Gaely turned 14. Finally I’ve been saying she was 14 for the past number of years but I found her AKC registration papers the other day. So I need to set the record straight. Here she is two years ago still acting like a puppy at 12.
Now, I am going into the sewing room and every hour or so she will come and stare at me, wishing I would feed/let her out/take a walk/get her the dog friend of her dreams.
I wish I could get her the dog friend of her dreams. It would be a 14 year old, submissive, gentleman Scotty who obeys the whims of his Westie girl and loves and respects Cats. Always.
See why there’s only one dog in this house?
So how did Gaely celebrate her 14th birthday? She used Martini’s cat door to take herself for TWO walks sometime after midnight. Here’s Martini sitting on a stool in the house, looking out her door.
And here is Martini exiting the house via her cat door.
How did my 17 pound Westie fit through that door????
Yup, Westies are stubborn, determined and almost always get what they want
Happy Birthday, my 14 year old (that’s 84 in human years) BFF!!!