Okay buckle up folks this will be a long one.
ODE TO HENRY
Thank you for always smiling when I get home from work. Thank you for always offering me your paw, even when I don’t ask for it, because you like holding hands. Thank you for straining SO HARD to bark when I ask you to speak, even though we both know you’re a very quiet pooch. Thank you for putting up with Miller, I know it’s difficult some days (trust me, I do). Thank you for being the best foster brother ever, even though you like kids just about as much as I do. Which is not a lot. Thank you for having a kind, gentle nature that is infectious to everyone you meet.
Thank you for putting up with my little cousins, my younger siblings, and any other child that is bewildered by your ears and your gentle kisses. Thank you for curling up next to me on the couch, even though we both know you’d rather be sprawled out on the rug. Thank you for coming to a million different names; Henrique, Henrik, Henny, Hen, Big Booty Man, and Henderson just to name a few.
Thanks for doing your best to find something throwable when asked “where’s your ball”, even if sometimes your search ends in your own tail. Thank you for being a breeze to groom and bath, and for jumping up on the table as soon as you see your brush.
Lastly Hen, Thank you for making me laugh, for making me smile, and for making me so incredibly proud to call you my dog.
Happy second birthday pal, I hope your life has been as incredible as mine has since you came about. I love you.