Saturday, August 24, 2013

My Eleventh Birthday

Yesterday was my 11th birthday, and people (including my doodle pals) have been asking me what I did to celebrate the occasion. I've decided, though, that it would be much simpler to tell everyone what I didn't do on my birthday.

I didn't go running at the beach, because four-legged people aren't supposed to run around on La Jolla beaches.


I didn't go swimming in a pool, 'cause we don't have one at our house.



I didn't play with the big ball, because (blush) the last time I played with it, I tried too hard to pick it up and it stopped being a ball.


I didn't have a date with my beautiful Daph-o-Dil, because she wasn't in town.


I didn't jump for snowballs, 'cause there isn't ever any snow around here (Momsy says "thank goodness")


I didn't lurk in the tall grass waiting to pounce on a wild turkey, 'cause we don't have any wild turkeys around here (I chased off a cat that trespassed into my back yard, though).



I didn't even get a birthday cake!!




So, what did I do on my birthday?

I took Momsy and Popsy for a long walk to the local Muttropolis, where the nice lady behind the counter gave me a fistfull of treats.


And I curled up on my favorite chair to dream about all the things I didn't do on my 11th birthday.

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