Gretchen is worn out from all the birthday celebrations. They started after midnight, in the wee hours of Saturday morning, when the Knight couldn’t help himself and gave them the first round of treats.
Then, both dogs had pudding cups for breakfast. (Yes, the Knight admitted he was copying Air Bud, where the title character was fed pudding cups…)
Then, I had to scoot into town to pick up party hats from the party store. Really. We tried WalMart, PetsMart and a couple of other stores Friday night, and no one had the plain ol’ party hats. In fact, WalMart only had Mickey ears, and that’s ALL we found in our search. While I was out, my half sister called to share the sad news that her mom’s 14 year old Yorkie, S’more, had been euthanized after an abdominal tumor was found, following symptoms very similar to Fred’s.
I wish I had a photo of S’more to show you. I’m sure I do somewhere in my non-digital photos. She was a sassy, bossy, funny lady, and I know she will be sorely missed. Gretchen and Sissy didn’t know her, so we continued on with the celebrations once I got home. S’more loved a good party, so I’m sure she was looking on from the Rainbow Bridge.
The Knight provided the alterations for Gretchen’s wee hat. He had rolled his eyes and didn’t believe me when I assured him that Sissy LOVES hats, but as you can see, both girls trotted around the pen with them on for some time. (Gretchen’s elastic was perhaps a touch long, but she didn’t mind the bulky necklace.)
I had to show the girls’ dresses. The Knight was irked that Sissy was in pink (not her ROYAL purple), but we had to go with what we could find. It does note her title and have a sparkly crown, and she did have a purple party hat, so it’s all good, right? Besides, it was Gretchie’s party, so pink was the color of the day. I like the shirt-dress, and am sure it will see future use.
Gretchen is between sizes. One barely fits (the size I picked) and the other is just too big. Still, she rocked her little sundress, and she can’t fuss that it was too drapey!
They had special birthday cookies before going out for the photo shoot to play, and Gretchen got a toy every few hours throughout the day, including the last one, just before midnight Saturday. I even managed to get the crate pad, done in their colors, finished while they napped before dinner. (And yes, I know crate pads should be slept ON, not under, but take what you can get. It’s still a cute photo.)
We were able to dodge the rain showers, and I’m sure Gretchen had a special day. Sissy did too; she just polished off one of Gretchen’s birthday bones. (And no, I’m not kidding; Sissy froze right there until I ran down the steps, picked up her hat, and put it back on. She didn’t run so hard after that; she didn’t want to lose her hat again!)
My girls do like to dress up. I don’t know whether they pick up my excitement, or whether they just like it for reasons I can’t understand. I already have Halloween costumes planned, but I guess I need to also be on the look-out for some fall party dresses for the girls for Sissy’s birthday too…
The teenagers in the party store shared their own dog stories when I confessed the hats were for a doggy party. The young man’s dog has a Redskin scarf, and when he hears any football game on, the dog goes and gets the scarf, wanting it draped around his neck. He really likes to sport his team’s colors, it seems. The young lady in the shop said she wished her dog would do more than eat whatever she tries to put on him…
Do your dogs like to wear clothes?
Always the polite one, Gretchen says we have an open-door policy. Thanks for celebrating with us, and come back anytime!