Go Napi, it's your birthday. And your gotcha day.

Today is the day that we celebrate Napi's fourth birthday and third gotcha day. In truth, it is neither. His gotcha day is actually in a few days, and his birthday is a mystery, but probably still a month or so away. But we celebrate both today because his puppy hood was so awful. There's no need to belabor the point - I've written about his circumstances for coming into our lives before - but celebrating both of these days today, on Freedom Day, seems fitting.

Napi is... special. He barks too much and sometimes gets scared for no discernible reason and he's much too "protective" of me (read: he's guardy and kind of a jerk). He starts fights with other dogs and carries on when people come over. But he's also sweet and cuddly and loving with those he trusts. He's incredibly playful, whether it's with Pyg or our kitten or just by himself. He can always make me laugh. He's not the smartest dog I have, but he's eager to learn. And while I don't think I'll ever have another chihuahua, I cherish him just the same.

So happy birthday, little guy. I love you.