A year or so after I brought Buster and Gracie home, I got a card from Hawthorne Animal Hospital celebrating their birthday. Thinking that perhaps they had information I didn't, I called to ask, but they denied knowing the pups' actual birthdays; it was more an acknowledgment of the day they entered my life.
It has occasionally bothered me that I don't know when they were born. Just now, though, over on WeRateDogs, I saw the answer: gotcha day, an annual celebration of the adoption of a pet. I wish I'd heard of (or thought of) this long ago. (I've had B&G for more than ten years now.)
I will celebrate their gotcha day next year.
It has occasionally bothered me that I don't know when they were born. Just now, though, over on WeRateDogs, I saw the answer: gotcha day, an annual celebration of the adoption of a pet. I wish I'd heard of (or thought of) this long ago. (I've had B&G for more than ten years now.)
I will celebrate their gotcha day next year.