I laughed as I walked into the flat.
Balloons filled the ceiling in the lounge and the hallway.
A “Happy Birthday” banner stretched across the hallway.
A “Dog” balloon hung from the window in the kitchen.
On the dining room table were the presents.
I added my solitary one to the pile.
The next evening was the ‘party’.
He had bought minced meat that morning. Not the crap stuff – the minced steak.
He moulded it into a round and carefully placed small dog biscuits round the side. There were three colours so they had to be arranged one colour after another. On top went a candle in the shape of a four.
The presents were opened and included a special activity toy where you hide treats and get the dog to do things to get the treat. Like an activity toy for babies. But, to him, he is a baby. He’s his baby. And, of course, like any parent, his baby is very intelligent. The picture on the box shows a Border Collie, of course, not a Bearded Collie.
The cake went down very well although he could hardly wait until the candle was blown out to eat it. He eats ‘nicely’ but still managed to wolf it down in a few moments.
He is a very spoilt dog, as I often say.
Hi ANdy – Oh how I love all the images, feeling, and celebration you shared. I am thrilled. And yup, spoilt (never knew that was a word, in fact, it comes up as mis-spelled) indeed. Gracey is too, Skipp sprinkles parmesian cheese on her food some times – what?
Love to you always
Gail
peace……
Hi Gail,
Glad you liked it. It was lovely.
Spoilt is English. You use spoiled (which we use when something gets broken or dirty).
I’ve never tried parmesan – but Gracey is certainly spoilt! I don’t give them cheese (except English cheese) because the cheese here is, generally, not good for dogs. I shall try some parmesan in future
thanks for the info on spolit.
and w/the cheese sprinkles – it is just a little every now and then because you are right, cheese is not a dogs friend
Love to you
Gail
peace…..
Sure but Italian cheese is made differently and is really bad for them. We used to give cheese to Rufus often and continued to do so here – until he licked the hair off one leg completely. The first thing the vet said was – “Have you been feeding him cheese?”
we want to see pictures !
I will ask F to send me some when he’s back from Germany