Give or take a couple months. I realize that his birthday is in December and it's now March, but if Lilah got a retroactive post on her birthday (that I wrote on the day, but didn't post), then Ritter deserves one too.
Ritter and Lilah, although they came from different parts of the country, were actually born within a month of each other.
While it was a big risk, committing to own an adult dog that we had never met and bringing him into a household with a dynamo like Lilah, I'm glad my mom got Ritter.
I dont' think I'll ever forget seeing him for the first time and thinking, "oh my god, it's Snoopy!" He was still in his shipping crate, looking all depressed and scared, having just flown in from Idaho. He had these big dark eyes, a big white head with floppy blackish ears, and a big black nose meant for a much larger dog.
Man, he's come a long way in the past three years. And I'm looking forward to watching him enjoy everything else that's still to come! Happy birthday to you Ritter! Just know that every time Lilah barks at you, she's yelling in your ear adoringly, "I love you, Ritter!"
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