My 6th Birthday

Believe it or not, your blogger Tommy has turned 6.  Seems like just yesterday I was woofing it up for Hillary for human president.  I think I've matured since then and am taking my time evaluating the candidates before throwing in my two bones.

It was quite a birthday celebration my family threw for me last Saturday. 

First, my family played with me all day and gave me lots of attention.

Second, we all went out for dinner, me, my mommy and daddy and brother and sister.  I sat under the table and I got not one, but two stuffed kongs, with HOT DOG, no less (note to reader, despite the name, it was certified to contain strictly beef, no canine meat).

I got presents, too.  You can see the picture of me above, with my new porcine toy that makes actual pig noises.  It even matches the color of my tongue.  But my big present was a total surprise.  In the morning I heard the doorbell ring, no big deal, I just woofed a little.  Then two big humans come in and take my bed away -- uh oh.  But wait, they brought in a brand NEW BED for me.  It is higher up to jump into, but that's OK because it is real soft and just sink right into it and sleep very well.  WHAT A SURPRISE FROM MOMMY AND DADDY.  I don't want to hog it all for myself, so I have been letting them sleep in it too, just for now.