Moonshine Turns One Year Old Tomorrow

It's very hard to believe that this little thing was seven weeks old and twelve pounds when we got her last January. For the first four days we had her, I turned the entire living room into a bed, stayed home from work and just just stared at her. I OD'ed on puppy breath that week, and got turned into a human chew toy. All the neighbors we had on Steel St. came to see her. Now she is over one hundred pounds, and takes up our whole king sized bed when splayed out. I still OD on dog breath, and I am still a human chew toy, despite my best efforts. 

To celebrate her one year of life, I've pulled my favorite baby photos of her. Just look at this little sweetheart.

Not always nice.

Playing with Griff.

In March, she officially became a Louisiana lake dog.

She can be, at times, be reflective.

With Gamaw.

I love her so much. So, so much. Baby girl.

Steel Street

Today, my long-time friend Traci came over to visit. In all the years that we've know each other, I can surely say that there has not been a single time when we were together that we didn't take pictures. Even if we were running to the gas station to get cold medicine and Topo Chico, there would be an impromptu photo shoot in the parking lot (probably with the gas station attendant). Because of her, I have an extensive library of photos, both film and digital, documenting each of my bad haircuts and random breakfast buffet plates in small Texas towns. 

Here are some of our afternoon photos, taken in my front yard, the neighbor's back yards, the laundry room and every other little crevasse around my Steel Street complex.