Happy birthday to Hermann!

First, he decided a friend's work clothes were his present. They were not. Even if they do smell like a barbecue.

Then he got his birthday rubber chicken and promptly chewed her legs off. 

So as his... reward... for being such a good (?) dog he was allowed to wear his birthday tiara. 

HAPPY 2nd BIRTHDAY HERMANN!

I need a bigger bed . . .

Miss Kitty takes over the bed we bought for Simon the 90-lb Lab. 

Oz helps Lesley knit