Labor Day Parade With Dogs

So it seems that on Labor Day dogs get to celebrate too. Well, some dogs because I didn't get invited to any celebration.

Mom and master woke up super early, fed me, walked me, and left me like if it was any other regular Monday when they have to head off to work.

For a minute I thought today was just a normal day, with the exception that master went into the office when he usually ALWAYS works from home. When I found out today was a Holiday and my humans should have spent the entire day with me but didn't, I felt betrayed. Who told me the truth? The radio announcer.

Mom always leaves the radio on when I have to stay home alone, but this time she wasn't counting on the radio guy telling me what was really going on out in the world. I think I cried and my heart broke into million pieces when the radio announcer said most people today were attending the Labor Day Parade. Why wasn't I invited?

To make matters worse, my buddies started Facebooking and texting me pictures of their celebratory parties. If I could have jumped out the window I would have, but the windows were closed and I was locked inside the air conditioned home, with a fresh water bowl, toys, treats and the freedom to sleep on the furniture.

Here is proof that other dogs got to participate in today's parade but I didn't.

Even Uncle Paco and Hugo got invited to the family picnic, but I was home alone!

Uncle Paco and Hugo relaxing at the family picnic.

I was furious by the time mom and master got back. As soon as they walked through the door I barked and barked and barked, letting them know how unhappy I was. 

I made them promise me that this will not happen next year. And tonight I'm sleeping on their bed!

Today I Turn 4!

Is that really for me?

It's my birthday and I get to do whatever I want to!

Today I stayed in my human's bed, long after they had gotten ready to start their work day. I got to hear mom sing me the happy birthday song and give me lots of kisses. Master took me on a very long walk and he didn't complain once about it. And at 5 o'clock, mom threw me a pizza party!

Well, I didn't get to eat any pizza, but my humans did. I didn't get birthday cake either. I GOT A MEATBALL INSTEAD!

That has been the tastiest birthday treat I've ever had.

After my birthday party I went out on another walk and then over to Nana and Babba's house to be spoiled some more.

I love being celebrated!

I'm not older, just wiser!

My Awesome New Treat

Nana has been cooking for me and I love her for it! Well, I think I overheard her say she was making some stew for herself and she thought of me while cooking. By that she meant she was saving the bones of the juicy meat she used for her stew.

I know Mom is vegan and she will have a hard time cooking me a stew like the one Nana did, but I'm not vegan like mom, so I need my meat.

Here is a picture of me and my bone (I think I have like 5 more). I kept busy for hours with this juicy treat!