Some time ago, somewhere in Kentucky, a boy dog and a girl dog (who, we are told were probably related...) decided they loved each other and made puppies. Or they were just bored...who knows.
A year ago today, those puppies were born.
And one of them ended up with us.
(Lena, May of '09)
We celebrated in style. Doggy style.
We took Lena to the dog park, but her friends thought it was too muddy to come out and play.
She didn't think so! She ran through every pool of water and puddle of mud she could find.
Ohhhh, was she ever dirty...
So, we loaded her up and took her to the 'dog spa' (aka. tub and hose)
When we got home, we prettied her up with a crown...
("I'm 1! Or 7, depending how you look at it...")
And ate some cake!
(Spelling out "Happy Birthday" in cheese whiz is really, really hard.)
I'm pretty sure Lena had some sweet dreams of chasing tennis balls and eating peanut butter cake.
And she thinks we're the coolest human parents ever.
She told me so.
dogs like peanut butter? You are the coolest human parents. I got Delilah (the cat) a birthday present when she turned one, but that was it. Now that she's almost 5 we almost forget to even say happy birthday.... what a horrible pet owner I am! (and that last picture of her staring expectantly at the cake is too cute.)
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