Celebrating My Birthday!

Yesterday was my 10th birthday! We're lucky that we know when my birthday is, though, because I'm a rescue doggie. You know how we know? I got a microchip when I was a puppy! My microchip not only helped us catch the person who dumped me, but it also told us when my birthday is. Cool, huh?

Anyway, yesterday was a BUSY day! Mom put up a cool "Happy Birthday" banner for me. It even had doggies on it!

We took it pretty easy in the morning. And by "took it easy" I mean we took a birthday nap!

Then Mom gave me my first birthday surprise...a blue birthday loofah dog! I played and plucked and wore myself out.

When I was rested up, Mom and I went to FedEx to pick up my birthday surprise from Mattie. (If you missed the post about that, be sure to read it!)

When we got back, Mom checked our mail and would you believe that I got special AIR MAIL on my birthday??? That's right...I got air mail from Scotland!

My friend Kathleen lives there. She makes beautiful, hand-painted silk scarves...and she made me a special scarf for my birthday! It's the perfect size for me, and it even has my name painted on it. It's gorgeous. She made a pretty birthday card for me, too!

See...it's the perfect size! And aren't those colors perfect with my furs??? Thanks, Kathleen!

So after I opened my FedEx package from Mattie and my air mail from Kathleen, Mom gave me my second surprise from her...a stuffingless, squeaky flamingo!

And then it was time for another birthday nap! He he he.


Once I got up, Mom decided to torture me by making me wear a party hat. She tried to take a picture of me posing with the stuffie birthday cake she gave me. (It plays "Happy Birthday" when you squeeze it.) I refused to cooperate, though, so this is about as close as Mom got to me posing!

I refused to take the cake out of my mouth.

And then that stupid party hat got all crazy on me. Mom thought it was hysterical. I thought it was ridiculous.

I tried to roll on the birthday cake to make it sing, but the stupid hat was in the way. My stuffie vampire was sorta in the way, too. Instead of "Happy Birthday" we heard "I've come to suck your blood!" when I rolled.

When the hat torture was over, Mom got out the special birthday cake she ordered for me!

But then she put the stupid hat back on me to try to get a picture with the cake. I sniffed the cake...it smelled delicious!

I finally posed just so we could get the pictures (and the party hat) over with!

Mom bought a special doggie birthday plate just for me and she gave me a piece of my cake with some Frosty Paws ice cream. YUMMY!

I went into a food coma for a bit. That stuff was delicious!

After I recovered from the food coma, Mom surprised me with my big birthday surprise...my very own hidey spot!

I like to hide under the bed, so Mom thought maybe I'd like a hidey spot for the living room, too. Here I am checking out the new digs.

"You can't see me but I can see you!!!"

Mom had the nerve to spy on me through the tunnel. That's totally not cool.

I had a busy, busy day, but it was totally fun. Mom and I were both exhausted last night!

And THIS is what I've done all day today...

I spent my last two birthdays at my foster home. When I turned 8, I had just been dumped, so that's why I was there. When I turned 9, I had just been returned to the rescue by the family that I thought was my forever family. Those weren't very happy birthdays. Mom said that she wanted my 10th birthday to make up for them. I think maybe she succeeded!