Elleigh is Three!!!

Mommy is very far behind on blogging, so I figured if I wanted to get some publicity about my birthday- I had better blog it myself.

Monday was my third birthday. Mommy said I'm actually 21 in dog years. I had a lovely birthday weekend, though Daddy thinks one day for a birthday is enough and he doesn't subscribe to birthday weekends, weeks or months.

On Friday, Mommy showed up early from work. She said her boss let the office get out early on Friday, so she surprised us by coming home early. We went out and helped her with the pool and the flowers, and Lucas and I ate dried grass crackers off the lawn- though that makes Mommy yell at us.

On Friday night, we went to Grandma and Grandpa's house. We enjoyed the ride over to the farm and we got to meet a member of the family from San Diego that doesn't make it to NH very often. She seemed to like us, so we liked her. Mommy said we were on our worst behavior. We begged doggy treats off Grandma. We tried to sneak upstairs to investigate. Lucas pooped by the grill, and then tried to eat it. We jumped on the couch. Mommy told us Gramdma would never invite us back ever again.

But on Saturday, after we helped with the yard work and planting flowers, Grandma called again and asked us over to meet more people from California. One lady owned her own Boston Terrier. Mommy said we didn't act much better on this trip. She kept telling us to get off the couch and get out of people's faces.

And on my actual birthday, Mommy painted my nails pink with my OPI poodle pink pawlish. Mommy and Daddy had the day off just to celebrate my birthday. I got a new blue toy to replace the one that Lucas had wrecked from Easter. And I got a can of Merrick dog food in the Brauts and Tots flavor, and a whole new jug of chicken poppers. I also got a lamb bone that Mommy says some day I can chew it all by myself in my crate so Lucas won't bother me. And Mommy got me some pear and apple handmade doggy treats from Charlie's Paw Wash. And on Monday night, we all went to the Concord dog park. We played with a small Cockapoodle named Simba and then later Lucas played with a big dog named Lola.

What an exhausting birthday weekend!

Miss Elleigh May

The Dog Park

Elleigh and Lucas have been treated to two trips to the Concord dog park this week. Since we are working parents, both times we have arrived pretty late. So it was approaching dusk and we couldn't get great action photos due to lack of light. We also arrive after the crowds, so not a lot of socialization has happened yet this year. I can't wait for Elleigh to see some of her old friends.

But the kids LOVE the dog park no matter what time we arrive or how few people/dogs there are. They can run around without leashes, roll each other through the dirt, wipe their dirty paws all over Mommy & Daddy's pants, and check out p-mail. There is a large dog side of the park and then a separate fenced in small dog area, so we don't have to worry about Elleigh and Lucas getting trampled by big dogs. There are benches for the humans. You can see Elleigh taking a breather on the bench in the photo above.

On Friday night, Brodeigh the Italian Greyhound was at the park with his Mother. He sure was fast, but his legs are sooo long and sooo skinny. I couldn't help but think of those little legs snapping without much effort. YIKES! It was fun for the dogs to pick up sticks and run around with them playing keep away. Brodeigh was the winner of that game since he could sprint and leave the the Bostons in the dust.

I packed water, baggies, and puppy treats so the kids could have some refreshment in between all of the hard play. We even flipped a doggy Cheez-It treat through the fence to big dog Spencer. We waited until there were no other dogs in the small dog area to bring out the treats so we wouldn't cause a doggy ruckus.

Elleigh and Luke are so tired after going to the dog park. And so filthy! On Wednesday night, their collars and bodies were caked with dirt so they ended up with tubbies when we got home. And especially Elleigh, they get so excited upon arrival that you can't help but love to take them for a night out at the dog park.