I can not not not believe it has taken me this long to blog about someone so close my heart. This is Biscuit Crews. We have so many nicknames for him-B-boy, Beezy Weezy, B-Money, Biscuit Wiscuit and my favorite: B-Bwouy (say it like BigBoy from Outkast). He has been with Tim and I about as long as we have been together. He was with me as I got dressed for my wedding and as I cried with the loss of my mother. He tolerated Chicken and Loretta through their baby fazes and has grown into quite the dog. Biscuit is 49 Years Old in dog years, that is crazy because he still can play with the best of them.
Things I love about B-Bwouy:
1. The way he burrows under the covers (even the sheets) and sleeps.
2. He wakes up on Saturday and plops on Tim's chest to say "Good Morning" with a kiss.
3. I used to love the way he stole Richard's food.
4. He is sooo smart (he can sit, dame un paw, lay down and speak).
5. He hates Cool Ranch Doritos (so cute).
6. He loves to play fetch.
There is much much more I can say about Biscuit, but it's time to go have a steak in his honor at The Keg. This one's for you Biscuit!
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