Tante Auguri Paolo

It was five years ago today that we found Paolo all skin and bones with his mouth taped shut in a boat yard near Portopalo, Sicily.  I cried and cried until Trent agreed that I could take the puppy home.  The vet warned me that Paolo probably wouldn't make it through the night.  Paolo had an advanced respiratory infection and his nose was so badly deformed that he could barely breathe, but with lots of love and special care (two operations, nebulizer treatments and countless medications) here he is five years later! We couldn't imagine our family without this little guy.  Happy birthday my sweet Sicilian Hound—You're the best dog ever!