Today my Russians, Max and Misha, turn 9.
I can still remember the day I got lost driving to Penrith (from Canberra) to collect them from the breeder. It was the first time I’d driven anywhere outside of Canberra or Darwin.
But after several phone calls, I found the right house and brought my little boys home.
Misha went to live behind the washing machine, while Max soon became Mad Max because of his dashing from one place to another around the house.
Neither of them do much dashing these days. Misha lives under my Nanna’s chair or under the doona. Max spends most of his days on the Foxtel machine.
But they are still my lovely boys. Happy birthday Max and Misha.
What beautiful boys! I hope you spoilt them on their birthday?
They get spoilt Every Single Day! But yes, extra cuddles today 🙂