Today my big sisfur Finley are 14 and a half! To celebrate I made her a speshul dinner.
Ok, I ackshually just hung out in da kitchen while grandma made it. And I laid on da ground while she ate it. But I wuz thinking bout dat dinner da whole time it wuz cooking and while she wuz eatin it and it are da thought da counts right?
And da Cowboys even managed to win for Finley's 14 and halfth birthday. Now that's worthy of a good selfie, right??
Finley are tryin to convince us dat da mommas is makin all dis elaborate foods for her 12 1/2 birthday, not for Thanksgiving . . .
She says dat means SHE gets all da turkey for pups! I don't think dat one are right . . .
Anyways, we's thankful pups. Thankful for tennis balls (me), TVs to bark at (Brinley), being Alpha Dog (Finley), kittehs to chase and play wif (me), pillows (Brinley) belly rubs (Finley). And food. We's ALL thankful for dat one!
We's also all thankful for our pals in Blogville - we luv gettin to share our lives wif ya and we luvs havin friends all over da world.
Guess who are one and a halfs today! Dat's right, it are ME!
Brinley, ya has to wait a couple days till you're one and a halfs. I WINS!
Finley just said she'll be ELEBEN and a halfs in a month. Ok, guess she wins. But I beat Brinley to one and a half! I say dis means I should get an eggstra cookie.
Aroooo y'all! Guess who are 6 months old today??? Dat's right - ME!!!
Momma has been workin on da Howloween costumes - we still hasn't gotten a correct guess yet. So keep on tryin. We's gonna have anudder hint tomorrow.
Remember, we's all wearin different colors - I's wearin black, Brinley are wearin white, Finley are wearin green and my momma are wearin aqua. And we's not goin as:
1. Not Casper and pals
2. Not bears. Or Goldilocks and da three bears.
3. Not muske-terriers.
4. Not witches.
5. Not Sleeping Beauty and da three fairies.
6. Nuffin from da Wizard of Oz.
7. Not kitteh cats.
8. Not Snow White and da dwarves.
9. Not pumpkins.
10. Not bald eagles.
11. Not mermaids.
12. Not da minions.
13. Not da four seasons.
14. Not ABBA.
15. Not steampunk.
16. Nuffin from Frozen.
17. Not munchkins.
18. Not da Addams Family.
19. Not da Munsters.
20. Not cows.
21. Not Scooby Doo and da gang.
22. Not Peanuts characters.
23. Not Lil Bo Peep and da sheep.
24. Not da Big Bad Wolf and da piggies.
25. Not Lil Red Riding Hood.
26. Not da Good, da Bad, and da Ugly.
27. Not a sports team.
28. Not nail polish.
29. Not blue boo bars.
30. Not Powder Puff girls.
31. Not da rainbow.
32. Not crayons.
33. Not Peter Pan, Wendy, Tinkerbell, and Captain Hook.
34. Not cheerleaders.
35. Not M&Ms.
Today I are thirteen and a half. I didn't really get to do anything major to celebrates, but I did get some bacon dis morning, so I's not complainin. Well, not bout da breakfast.
Da groomin on da udder paw? What da woof?? Now, I don't really mind a bath, but NAIL TRIMMING? And STRIPPING? On my half birthday??? For years I never really had to get my nails trimmed - I just walked and wore em down and my dew claws wuz removed when I wuz a baby, so I only got nail trims when da weather wuz so bad I wasn't gettin to walk. But now I are not walkin, which means my nails ain't gettin worn down, which means nail trims. Which I hate. Wif a pashun. Since I had to put up wif dat on my half birthday, I thinks I deserve a steak for dinner. Just sayin.
Anyways, me and momma are doin ok. She still wishes I could walk on my own, but I are happy to be movin at all. Sometimes she gets sad becuz it are like I are a broken doll - still cute and sweet, but I just can't do what I used to. But we really is bestest pals and I are glad she has been helpin me out so much. And I guess I is lucky to have her as my momma, even if she does trim my nails. No one are pawfect after all. So dis are our song for today, it are a few years old, but hey, so are I.
Dis last Wednesday, it were my haf birfday! And I also gots a haf birfday hippo. Ain't she cute? I been sleepin on her and snugglin lots. Finley got one too even though it weren't her haf birfday or nuffin. Which really just means I has one in my room and one in da livin room, BOL!
We wents on a patrol for zombiez today and I got some good barkin in. I barked da peeples, da birds, da skwerrils. I missed dat drummer dude who has been drummin in MY field though. Who do he think he are drummeratin in my field? I are da only one who are sposed to bark and annoy da entire neighborhoodz. Don't dat dude know anythings???
