Today is Toby’s 8th birthday!  My best bud has grown up too fast.  I remember the days in Wilmington when he was a puppy and would lay under the coffee table.  He even saved us from a speeding ticket on Wrightsville Beach when he was 10 weeks old.  Guess he wooed the heart of the police officer, too!

We had doggie cake, cow ears, chicken wrapped around beef liver, and a bag of tennis balls.  Toby was a gentleman and shared his cake with Blake.  Then we emptied the bag of tennis balls on the floor and they both went crazy!  But when we went outside to play, of course Toby didn’t want a new tennis ball.  He only wanted to play with his old slobbery one.  Go figure!  Here’s to another 8 years buddy!  Love you!!