I woke up yesterday and my foster mom went “Happy Birthday, Picks!” and gave me a bit smooch. I knew right then that my day was going to be great!
After our walk, my foster mom went into the chicken and pulled out 7 lbs of chicken liver and went to work.
I wasn’t so sure at the beginning what she was working on….
But then I knew – Liver cake!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
She said that this one is for me. I LOVE IT!!!!!!!!!!
The cake decoration btw is thanks to Amanda and her lovely family who stopped by a few days ago and brought me goodies! I still have to blog about that but it will come!
I also got to lick out the frosting bowl! WOOHOO!!!!!!!!!
She sat me on the couch and explained that this day is all about me! I like the sound of that!!!
THIS DAY IS ALL ABOUT ME! YAY!!!!!!!!
She then made it rain cookies! COOKIES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
There’s more you say!?!
TOYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I got new toys!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Could this day get any better!?!?!
I of course went straight to work!
So… at about 2:30 pm this was me – PASSED OUT! TOO MUCH EXCITEMENT!
My foster mom let me sleep until the evening. My foster sister Boo also had a little seizure during that time but luckily she bounced back fast and could join us!
All was ready for the party
The guests were there too!
While Charlie was waiting patiently…
… Boo showed what neat party tricks she’s got up her sleeves!
Well, I finally arrived to my own party and made it very clear I didn’t want to socialize but wanted to get straight to the cake!
They said “leave it” but I said “Screw this, this is MY party! And if you won’t bring the cake to me, I’ll perform a circus trick and go to the cake!”
CAKE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
What? Do I have something stuck to my nose!?!?!
More please!
MORE CAKE!!!!
Charlie got mad and said that he wasn’t so greedy when it was his birthday, that he shared it nicely! He’s right. I got greedy. I apologized with a kiss….
…. and let the others have some cake!
They were so nice and left me some cake!
*slurp* I wish it was my birthday every day!!!
My foster mom wanted to continue celebrating by giving us all our bi-weekly paw-dicure but we kindly declined. I can’t believe she wanted to ruin our fun day! Pffft! But tomorrow she can bribe us giving us our paw-dicure with a little more cake!