When I got her she was probably close to a year old by the calculations of the folks who rescued her, so I arbitrarily declared the 22nd of January her birthday as well. By my calculations she's now lived in six places in her three years on this planet: with the people who originally mistreated her, with the lady who rescued her, with my friends who fostered her, with me in Texas, with me at my parents' house, and now with me in my house.
She's a well traveled and flexible pup, that one.
Anyway, since Chicago is really friggin' cold right now, her third birthday was more a day for quiet contemplation.
That grey toy to her right, for the record, is Teri the Triceratops, which my sister got for her for Christmas. It's the greatest dog toy ever. Seriously.
You also might be thinking, "Wait, did he bring his carpet from Texas with him? Because the carpet in that first picture looks a lot like the carpet in the second." They're very similar in color, mostly because I realized that Daisy's hair blended pretty well with my carpet in Texas. I can assure you, though, that my current carpet is much nicer than the Texas carpet. The stuff down there was relatively cheap rental-grade carpet. I gots myself some nice, plush Mohawk for my house.
After her difficult day of napping and getting a special birthday treat and hanging out with my parents' dog for a couple hours Daisy took a well-deserved nap in the a safe, camouflaged location.
So, yeah, there you go. That's Daisy at three(ish).
Also, here's this picture, since it makes me happy: