Birthday Week Days 1, 2, & 3

WELL I can hardly keep my head up I am so tired. I mean, yes, all the rain is boring and tiring but I am also tired because, Whew......I have had the first three days of my Birthday week and it is everything Vickie promised it would be.........

DAY ONE

First thing I get to do is open a present from my buddies Tucker and Bernie. At first I wasn't sure what to think of it, cause you see I havn't been allowed a toy for, well, since I ate one and had to have surgery to remove it and a rock.

so here is this big read thing with ropes tied to each end and a squeeky sound coming from it each time I touch it. I mean, I get the card thing.......I got a bunch of those in the mail and I know that is a human way of saying Happy Birthday.....but the big red toy.....well....what does a guy to with that.

Of course it didn't take me long to figure it out. The only problem is the only time I get to play with it is when Vickie plays too.

I am not complaining....just saying.

So then, after all the dogs come for day care and we get them all settled in, Me and Vickie head to a park where we meet up with a ton of kids and I get to teach them, How to meet us dogs and How to stay safe if they ever get lost.

Love that. After we are done, me and Vickie go for a great walk.

Then we go for another walk, later in the evening. Yeah.....I love birthday weeks.

DAY TWO

I get to start another day with another gift. This one came from my buddy James Dean. (Forgive Vickie for the above picture but instead of fixing James Deans eyes that went that way from the flash, we decided it was cool and didn't fix it.)

James Dean brought me this WONDERFUL BIG BONE......again, something that Vickie only lets me chew on when she is watching, but none-the-less.....Another great gift.

Me and Vickie were planing on our walk but first she had to take Scrappy to the vet, then run down to the local dog pound/animal control office....(Vickie hates to go there....me too....) She had to pay her kennel tax's for the business.

I stayed in the truck while she went in. I waited patiently knowing we were gonna go on a cool walk afterwords. I was surprised (sorry Vickies family) when I looked up and saw Vickie coming out and she was NOT alone.

Tagging along with her was this skinny little mut that looked like it had been beat up, starved and dragged through the streets.

Vickie got in the truck and said....."Happy Birthday Bert, meet your little foster sister"

WHAT......

Well, I don't know about it being a birthday present but I do know why my Vickie had to bring her home. We are gonna take care of her until she gains some weight, take her to Dr. Doughty and let him remove the pellet shells that are all over her little body, and help her know that humans and other dogs can be good and loving.

Her name is Daisy. She is supposed to be a Englis Setter, but I don't know. Hard to tell right now. MMMMMM really, is she what you consider a birthday present? or one more mouth to feed.

More than likely, one more heart to fill our house with joy for a little while. She will quickly find a home, we are sure. who could pass up so much love in such a tiny package. (Vickie couldn't)

DAY THREE:

It is still raining, in fact it is pouring so no walking today, however, that does not stop us being able to play with kids at the schools so for Day Three of my Birthday Week, I got to go to Horaceman Elementary.

Murphy and Paulette came too and we had such a great time. Of course we teach a little, then we play and then we let them hug on us and pet us and get their pictures taken with us.

The kids even sang HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME.

check out the video.....

so that is the end of my first three days of my Birthday week. I am so glad I lived to be 3.

I can't wait to see what Vickie has in mind for me for the rest of the week. I think I heard her say something about a trip to the spa.......

Here's hopin all your days are like a Birthday.

Love

Bert