Happy birthday to my #1 dog Asta, who turns 10 today. True story: when we went to pick out a puppy from the breeder, we specified that we wanted a female. There were two in the litter, virtually identical, but the boys picked one and called her Asta. The breeder tagged her and kept for for an additional 4 weeks, until she was weaned and ready to leave her mother. Lo and behold, when we returned, the tag had disappeared, and we couldn’t tell which one was Asta. I told the boys it didn’t matter, but they were really upset. Anyway, we took one of the pups home, and to this day we don’t know if she’s Asta, or Asta’s sister, but happy birthday to them both. Also, everyone grew up real fast.