I’m now 12 (twelve) that 72 years old in dog years! But let me tell you…I’m a very active 12 year old….I do all sorts of stuff…irrigate, herd the chickens when Mom tells me too, bark the mailman down the lane, bark the hay customers clear to the hay yard, bark at the birds as the swoop around catching bugs…I have lots of jobs and I do all of them well!!!
Yes, I take naps, and yes I like to sleep, but it’s so very hot everybody likes to sleep, not just me!! Huff! Huff!
Since I turned twelve my Mom decided that I needed a Birthday Party…Misty and Shannon said it needed to be at the lake because I LOVE WATER!!!!
So last evening, when the broiling sun had been covered up with the clouds, around 4 o’clock, off we all went to the lake.
What wonderful time I had!!!
What a great time everyone else had.
Boomer doesn’t like water, he can swim, but he prefers to not get his feet wet if he can help it.
He says he would rather gather news than get in the water where everything smells WET!
But Mom-mom made him go in…he tolerated it.
There was this rock in the water Boomer wanted to stand on so his feet wouldn’t get wet, I don’t see how much good that would do, his feet might be dry, but he was still surrounded by water.
Anyway, I had a great time! No, heck! I HAD A WONDERFUL TIME!
Happy Birthday to me!