Libby turned 9 today ... or as the girls like to say, she's now 63 in dog years. We didn't do anything special for her, except buy her a new dog toy and insist she wear a hat for a photo. Guess which one she preferred?
Libby is happier now than she's been in years. With regular walks and fresh air she has a new spring in her step.
Here she is in all her glory. Happy birthday little pooch!