Dear Bing,

I want to let you know, although sometimes you make me very angry, that I love you so much. When I come home, the excitement you show me surpasses any form of validation I get- anywhere. I love that you wag not just your tail-- but your entire butt. You are such a stealth stud, and as my first born son, you taught me how to be a good dog-mama.

I know sometimes you pretend to hate your brother, but I also know you are very sweet to him when no one is looking. I have to confess, I spied on you while you licked his ears and eyes for hours on end stopping only long enough for him to bite you and demand more. I watched proudly as you obliged his requests. You're a terrific big brother and role model.

I don't know why you insist on trying to walk out into traffic. This concerns me. Be certain, I will never let go of your leash, nor will I allow you to continue to eat grass, trash, and other miscellaneous tid-bits. I spend a lot of money on organic, top of the line food-- that shall be your sustenance. You will not supplement your diet with grass, rag-weed or the trash I repeatedly dig from the clutches of your jaw.

Your incessant barking is music to my ears, and although you suspect it annoys me, trust- it affirms to me that you are healthy and curious. Further, I find it beyond adorable when you growl ever so quietly just to confuse Manny, so he barks loudly while you sit back as he gets yelled at for barking at "absofreakinglutely nothing."

I love that you love people of all ages and dogs of all breeds. I am, however, concerned about your hatred toward our cats and the vacuum. I assure you, your safety and happiness are of the utmost importance to me. I make it my priority to afford you stability and comfort. Nothing will hurt you.

I miss you during the day while I'm at work. I miss your kisses, the way your ears smell, and how soft your hair is. You have made me into a person who is certifiably crazy about her dogs and pathologically worries about their safety. I am so lucky to have you as my "super-canine." I love you more than words can express. Please, don't ever stop loving me the way you do because it makes me feel so humble to know you are unconditionally mine. Thank you for curling up next to me and always kissing me goodnight. Bing, you're the best.

Happy 3rd Birthday to the one of the best Chihuahuas in the universe. I love you more than I could ever have imagined.

XOXO,

Mama

P.S. I found the spot under my sewing table in the den where you like to hide poop. I forgive you.