Happy Birthday, Spaz!

Fifteen years ago today (give or take a couple days) Spaz was born to a black lab and a border collie back in Hampton Roads. I'm not exactly sure which day he was born, but I know he was a month old when I got him for my 17th birthday.

Anyway, even though fifteen years translates to, like, 100 in dog years, Spaz still sometimes acts like the crazy little puppy who chases his tail for hours on end. Though he's mellowed out a lot these last few years, he's still kickin' it. Happy birthday, Spaz!