What do you do when your fur baby turns five? Well… you throw a paw-ty, a dog paw-ty! Oh – you also donate some hand-sewn fleece crate mats to a local shelter in your puppy’s name. At least that’s what this over the top pet momma has planned. Jellybean woke up this morning to a rousing rendition of Happy Birthday. After our morning walk, she had a blast ripping paper and opening boxes to discover what doggy toys, treats, and apparel awaited her. Then we slipped into our usual morning grooming routine of brushing teeth, washing the area around her eyes, applying allergy eye drops, brushing her fur, and adding a colorful hair bow. This morning, however, there was a special birthday shirt waiting for her. For her birthday this year, she is wearing a Minnie Mouse t-shirt embellished with tulle pompoms along the bottom edge. Spiffy! There is more fun to come, however, as I have invited several of her little friends over for an evening of romping, rolling and running around the house. It should be a dog gone fun time!
And a fun time it was! Just as I imagined, there were four dogs romping, rolling and running around the house. The party consisted of Jellybean and her furry friends Josie, Kramer, and Oakley along with their respective pet parents. They surprised Jellybean in that they came bearing gifts for the birthday girl; new squeaky toys and some scrumptious treats. The first few minutes of course were a bit crazy, but these four fast friends quickly settled down and began playing, checking out toys, exploring the house and checking in with us at the dinner table. It was a fun night, which we ended with a quick photo session. The ladies tried unsuccessfully to round up all four pups into a central location so that we could snap a few pictures. We finally decided that if you can’t beat them, you might as well join them. That being said, each of us grabbed our own little fur ball for a fun photo session. As we speak, Jellybean is one paw-tied out puppy. She is sound asleep on the living room floor, no doubt dreaming of romping with her friends and munching on some delicious treats!
Happy Birthday my sweet little Jellybean! Momma loves you!
Beverly Stiffler Smith
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Another rainy Saturday, but Jellybean had a fun-filled day despite the dreary weather. She had an appointment with Miss Angie, the groomer, in the morning. She absolutely loves her! Then, in the early afternoon, we had a basketball game at a local college with many of her therapy dog friends. Since she missed at least four of her naps due to her busy schedule, she came home and slept the rest of the afternoon away.
Around dinner time, the skies began to clear and a gentle wind began to blow. Soon it was inviting enough to take more than a quick potty break out the front door. We decided to take a walk around the block. Jellybean dutifully did her thing and we continued on with our walk. Suddenly, Jellybean stopped in her tracks. Her tail began to wag. I looked to see what had caught her attention. It was her new friend, Kramer! Both dogs were excited to see each other, so they greeted and sniffed and wagged and sniffed some more. It was at that point that Kramer’s mom suggested we stop in so Kramer and Jellybean could have a little puppy playtime. I was concerned that Jellybean’s feet might be wet and didn’t want her dirtying anyone’s carpet. Kramer’s mom assured me it would all be just fine, so we agreed to stop in for a little bit. Once inside, we both removed the leashes from our respective puppies.
Jellybean wasted no time! She took off and headed straight for the bone that Kramer had lovingly placed in the dining room, unaware that it soon would be confiscated by her new friend. Jellybean picked up the bone, turned and headed up the steps. Now mind you, this is the first time we have been in this house. I was mortified! “Jellybean,” I yelled, “Get down here!” Nothing. “Jellybean, get down here!” We all turned as Jellybean came charging down the steps into the dining room. I should mention the bone was nowhere in sight. She began racing around the dining room table. Soon, Kramer joined her and they began playfully chasing each other around the house. As they played, we sat in the living room and chatted. Suddenly, Jellybean turned toward me, looked at the couch and suddenly raced toward it. She jumped on the couch, ran from end to end, then without warning jumped onto the coffee table and slid off the other side. She then jumped back up on the couch, onto the coffee table and off the other side before stopping to catch her breath. It was at this time I was thinking, “This is the last time we are ever going to get invited here!” I reached down while the getting was good and clicked her leash in place. I was embarrassed beyond belief that my puppy would behave this way in someone else’s home. Barb, on the other hand, thought Jellybean was a hoot! Thank goodness she is a true dog person and found the humor in Jellybean’s burst of energy and over the top behaviors. Hopefully Kramer was able to recover his bone and relax with his mom the rest of the evening. I’m thinking that next time, perhaps Jellybean and I should host the puppy playtime!
Beverly Stiffler Smith
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