I used to think that people who celebrated their pets’ birthdays were, how shall I say, a little bit lame. But! That was before we had Barkley, the wonder dog.
Mark is presenting him with his birthday treat. I tried to manually take out Barkley’s red eyes because the photo made him look like a one-headed Cerberus.
What a cute little treat for our little doggie-woggie.
In my twenties, I had a friend who was always sure she never wanted children and she would give her reasons for that decision at the drop of a hat, and one of those reasons was that once a person has children, they become very very boring. They talk about diapers and poop and all the non-unique things that their children do and say. This is probably true of me. I have been known to discuss diapers and poop and hey, I have a blog about my children, so I guess I am fairly dull. I do like being fairly dull, I prefer it to a more dramatic life, it seems.
I admit I’m not one to celebrate the birthdays of my pets, but I am one to find any reason to have cake. The cake looked good.
The weather you guys are having has been super crap. West Coast living is where it’s at! 🙂
I totally agree with you. My husband and I often say that we far prefer being boring when compared the the exciting lives of our friends. Cause usually with all of that excitement comes drama.
Oh, and your dog is adorable. Happy birthday!
Sounds so homey. Wish my house smelled like lemon-scented cleaning supplies and cake – but I’m far too lazy to make it happen!
We always have parties for our cats, orchestrated by my kids. They use fancy dishes to set the table (even though the cats aren’t allowed at the table). I think my kids use it as an excuse to have cake, too!