Yesterday was the other father’s birthday. It was not my birthday. This became obvious when the other mother started filling the tub and then cornered me for a bath. I was so dismayed that I ran away from her into Liam’s room and peed on the rug when she picked me up.
(Insert Big Lebowski joke here)
After the bath, I was very excited! I ran around and had crazy dog time. Here I am with a wild look in my eye.
Then we went for an outing. This involved getting on to public transportation, namely the F Market line, for a ride downtown to the Ferry Plaza. It was all the birthday boy’s idea. I put up with the inconvenience with stoicism.
Later, the humans went out for Chinese food, while I rested in my crate with a chewy. I ate the chewy in its entirety upon their return. Better than birthday cake!