I love toys, but I do not love them as much as the Luke...
And on the occasion of MY Birthday, I was totally uncomfortable being the center of attention. [Mom lured Luke away, and I would have NOTHING to do with the toys!]
With Luke distacted by a berry treat, however, I stuck my neck out... to check out my supposed bounty!
The Luke is held back and I'm offered my choice of the new toys... but I'm totally uncomfortable. From my perspective, we have tons of toys. There is no way we could ever want the same one at the same time. I say... It's a big deal to the Luke. Let him have first choice.
It was predictable what he zoomed away with (story later). I still wouldn't make a choice... until the Mom put the OCHO (octopus) on my sweet head! She is made of exactly the kind of shag material that I love to pluck and elongate...
And that always gets me in trouble. I play nice, though, for now...
The Pupperazzi (aka Mom) spins around and around for pictures of me and the Ocho!
And here's one without the flash...
Friday... The Celebration Continues!
I snuggled up in my lammy jammy bandana... for our traditional family nap this afternoon.
Thank to each and everyone of my friends who tells my Mom to cut the darn tags off the worn out, dog more-than-friendly comforter! That tag is annoying.
Mother Nature gave me another wonderful gift today... A Very Sweet Stick!!!
And I tried my best to give the Mom no reason to think I could possibly poke my eye out with it.
When it comes to sticks, Ole Gal is overly concerned with the safety and integrity of my sweet eyeballs!
For some reason, she loves em.
And wif em... I love her back!!! And I love yeu all, teu!!!