Happy First Birthday, McFly!

Yesterday marked a momentous occasion. My baby, my corgi, my Marty McFly turned one year old. He is officially an adult dog now. I'm not going to lie, it hurts a little bit. So let this blog be a testament to his puppy year, and forever immortalize his cuteness. See if you can stand it!

This is Marty the morning after Norris brought him home. I had wanted a corgi for months as a companion to my other baby, Keeley, and one night I came home to find that Norris had driven all the way to Woodward and brought back this little guy! Needless to say, I almost died of adorable overload.

 This is still how he sleeps. He loooves sleeping on his back. And snoring. And sometimes dreaming.

 His first Halloween. He went to the dog park dressed as a frog and promptly, and appropriately, jumped in the pond. He is a great swimmer. Like a little corgi-shaped schooner.

 He enjoys riding in the car more than any other dog I know. He settles in and is usually asleep before we have gotten to the highway.

 Helping me with Christmas baking. And by helping I mean sitting under my feet with rapt attention, waiting for crumbs to fall (which they inevitably do). He wears his sweater in the winter, even though he is really furry and doesn't need it that much.

 Napping with his sister, Keeley. They do this frequently, like, 18 hours a day, seven days a week.

 Corgi Butt! This is hands down my favorite pose of his. When he was really little his tiny back legs looked like little turkey drumsticks. So we called him Turkey-Butt.

 His boundary is the edge of the porch. He likes to sit at the very edge and peer around the corner at the cats next door. But he never strays where he isn't supposed to go.

 Chilling with N. in the hammock I got him for Christmas. This is one easygoing dog!

 How  can you say no to that face? Note: he has this face literally all the time.

 For his birthday I made him a doggie-friendly cake out of peanut butter, oats, and honey. He snarfed it up as soon as we sang to him (yes, I sang "Happy Birthday" to my dog, okay?).

 Grabbing his second piece of cake. He is a chubby chubs. Well, technically, according to the vet, he is the perfect weight. But the perfect weight for corgis is slightly chubby. And boy loves him some food!

I just had to add one more picture of him sleeping when he was a tiny little pup. Look at those tiny little legs! Sometimes his mouth falls open too. I spend an unhealthy amount of time watching my dogs sleep.
Seriously though, he is a wonderful, glorious, perfect addition to our little family, and we have all loved him from the very start. He brings joy to our lives every day, and while I am sad that he is so much bigger, I am proud of the dog he has grown into. Happy Birthday little Corg!

*For more Corgi pics, stories, and even Corgi Advice, visit Marty's twitter @McFlyTheCorgi!
**For more information on corgis and how awesome they are, go here.