Damsel Diaries 6 years ago Happy Birthday William
William Potato McBacon Duprie,
My baby. My Mr. Giggles, Bacon, Biggie, SnugBug, Willie P… I’ll never forget the first time I laid eyes on you. I was in an apartment in West Hollywood searching for an English Bulldog puppy. There was a small litter in the living room but no puppy that really stood out to me. As I was about to leave for the door I turned around to give one final “Thank you” and that’s when you pushed the bedroom door open and came running out in my direction. You weren’t wagging your tail, but you ran to me. Later I realized you hardly ever wag your tail, you stubborn man! Your adorable face with the white stripe right down the center stuck out from all of the other puppies because you were so tiny, only 8 weeks old. My heart leapt in fear that I wouldn’t be able to take you home. “You don’t want that one, he’s a brat,” the woman said to me. “I’ll take him!” I immediately replied. It was the best choice of my life and there hasn’t been one day that has gone by that I regretted it. Here we are, 11 years later on your 11th birthday and I am getting choked up at how many memories we have shared together. You have been there with me through some of my biggest life trials, tribulations, celebrations, happy times and sad. Break ups, jobs acceptances, moving from Chicago to Los Angeles… early morning walks in the snow before work, late afternoon trips to The Grove in Los Angeles. You were there the day I got married and you were there, under my feet, the day I typed out my very first blog post. Always there, always licking my feet or my hands or the tears off my face. I never knew I could love a creature as much as I love you.