Happy Birthday to the 2nd born dog, Sir Argus Fezzik the Giant, today he is ONE. Weighing in at a 110lbs he believes he is a lapdog but does not believe in personal space. With his ginormous paws, his baby face and lack of neck he tends to draw a ton of attention whereever he goes. Argus has plenty of nicknames, Thunder (to Josie’s Lighting), The Kool-Aid Man, Tank, Piggie (for the constant grunting) Oaf, Fuzzy Wuzzy (as in the caterpillar, that is what he looks like from above since he has no neck) and wimp. Don’t let the photo fool you; he is the happiest, sweetest thing on 4-paws I have ever met. He thinks he is a cat, loves to crawl into spaces he really should not attempt and has these twitches he does when he wants attention, that one day might put him or one of us through a wall. His favorite place to sit is in front of the refridgerator doors if you are trying to get something out of it, if not, then anyone’s foot will do — Happy Birthday Argus thanks for being part of the family.

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