It's Pants' Gotcha Day!

That’s right, three years ago today, my wife and I met the (not as) little (as the picture online made her seem) hairball that would become the sun in our sky and the thorn in our side: Pants!

The length of her tongue is actually a measuring stick for how stressed she is.

Her name was Bailey and the only thing she knew how to do was pee outside (thank goodness). My wife fell in love with her wild eyes and I fell in love with her fluffy tail. We were told she could make a good therapy dog. Reader, she can not, but we love her just the same.

Please wish Pants (née Bailey) a happy Gotcha Day, and share pics and stories of your rescue pups!