Birdday Balloons

All right, fine, my Birdday turned out to be a little more fun than I expected. Even though Mommy wasn't feeling so great, she did spend the whole day at home with me and she let me guard her and all that good stuff. So it wasn't too bad even though it was rainy and dreary.

First I showed her my Birdday balloon and how pretty it was tied to my collar.


Then I tried doing a little dance to cheer her up.


Sort of like Salome and the dance of the 7 veils, but a little different.



Finally I decided it was fine to just guard her decoratively while she snored in the background.

Later that night P-Daddy played Dumbchuck (tm) with me and, since I think I can be a service dog, I did some Physical Terrorpy on Mommy's other shoulder. (I didn't hurt either of them, I swear!) After biting the first two balloons, I'm making this one last. So far, 4 days later, it's still alive and worth playing with even though they don't fly as much any more. Mom left the sound in to show you how loud I can be with my paws.