If walks were presents, then Boomerang must have a birthday everyday — because he always gets at least one walk a day, and today — on his real birthday, he’s already had two walks and it’s only a bit past noon.
Yes, you read right — it’s Boomerang’s birthday too. (are you sensing a trend here?) He and Einstein share not just their tuxedo coats, but the same date of birth.
Boomer vastly enjoys his walks, so much that he growls and grumbles when I say “Come along” because he knows that’s language for “Time to go in.”
One of his favorite activities while walking, and never more so than on his birthday, is sniffing out, hunting down, and trying to capture the gazillion squirrels that live in the yard (no, of course, I’d NEVER let him catch one). Here he is in on today’s prowl:
