In dog years that's 45 years old.
I just can't gush enough about this dog.
He's Tyler first dog.
He was there when Emma came home from the hospital.
He was there when Logan came home from the hospital.
He's been tugged on, fur pulled, ridden like a horse....
He's been there for all holidays and birthdays and seasons.
He's as gentle as can be with the kids.
He's run off at time or two...threatened to eat the mailman on numerous occasions, the paperboy gets an earful every weekend and so does anyone else that 'looks' at our house in the wrong way.
He's there when I'm sad or need a hug. He sleeps with my kids. He is on high alert when King Kirby is gone for the weekend or night.
Then the biggest testament to this dog is his patience to deal with this other dog we brought into our family named Raider.
For those of you who have younger siblings...you can relate to Gunner's position of being bothered and chewed on and yelled at for doing things you had nothing to do with. Gunner is a saint for putting up with Raider and his childish ways.
But, the good news is, I think he kind of likes Raider now....
Happy Birthday Gunner!
We look forward to the next 8 years+ with you!
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