Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Three's a Charm!

Happy 3rd Birthday, Captain!!

I am willing the candle to blow out with my Vizsla mind tricks,
so I can eat the frosty peanut butter goodness.


Captain proves turning three means he's just hitting his prime...

This morning we went to coffee bar. I LOVE that place, because they always give me a treat. I mean, ALWAYS. I think the girl who works there loves me. I *might* have been a little excited, and put my front paws on the counter (I know that's not very 3-year-old of me, but I just couldn't contain myself). Luckily they always think that is cute, even when Mommy tells me no.

THEN at lunch I went to the park with Daddy. I am frustrated to say, there have been no new developments with the elusive chirping squirrel. He just sat on the branch, chirping and looking at me again. He is soooo annoying. Stupid squirrel. But I keep jumping and clawing at the tree, I know I'll get him one day. One day....

After some good napping in the sun at home, Mommy took me on short run #1. Do you know where we ended up? Holistic Hound, to buy me birthday gifts! The woman who works there really loves me too. She gave me a chicken treat. Mmmm, chicken.

Look what Mommy got me! This ball is awesome, because it is so squeaky.










I love to squeak, and squeak, and squeak, and squeak it. Especially when Mommy & Daddy are working and it's time to play.


AND, look at all the treats I got.
Please can I have some??





Fine, I'm just not looking then.











Thank goodness she gave me one. YUM.Then it was time for another run, and then some park time playing with my friends. (I eat runs for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. I love to run, run, run. That's how come I can eat whatever I want and still maintain my rock-hard abs).
Then...
What is that?

Ooo, I think it's a birthday Frosty Paws.




Maybe if I sit, I'll get it.





Not yet? How about a down?






Finally! Birthday Frosty Paws Zen.
Mmm, that's a good day.


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