Yesterday was Lucy’s birthday.

She is 5 in people years, or 33 in dog years.
I found this nifty online dog year converter. Apparently the 7 dog years to 1 human year thing isn’t exactly true – or so says this website.

Anyway. It was her birthday.

And she really wasn’t all that thrilled about getting her picture taken in that hat. This is how she really felt about it.

But, I bribed her with dog treats to get her to sit still and wear the silly hat – so we are still friends. She likes dog treats. Really, she is a very tolerant dog. She lets me get away with all manner of cheesy photo-related things. She’s been posed with an Easter basket and a stuffed bunny, wearing a Santa hat, with her head in a stocking, and surrounded by Christmas lights – to name a few. She’s really gentle with little kids too – though I wouldn’t typically go so far as to say that she ‘likes’ them. We really couldn’t ask for a better dog.
Anyway – In celebration of her birthday, Lucy gets wet dog food (as opposed to that dry stuff she eats day in and day out).

This year, Josh was visiting and got to join in the celebration. Watching Dave open the can of dog food was terribly suspenseful.

We sang Happy Birthday, but Lucy was a little anxious to dive in and didn’t let us finish. Dave had to blow out the candle for her. Silly dog.
(Check out her eyeball – she is seriously lusting after that ground up turkey dinner)

She devoured her birthday meal in about 2 minutes flat. And these two little punks watched her eat every bite.

So, there you have it. A doggy birthday party. Oh the excitement!

Happy Birthday Lucy!!