Cake and squeaky toys, balloons and biscuits, friends furry and non-furry: I’d never actually been to a dog party before. Maize is a “mature” Lab and her human companion told me that although she’s always the last one up in the house, the slowest to get moving in the morning, today she was up first and ready for her walk.
When she got to the office, she had to sniff all around the decorated table. And when it was time to open presents, she was indeed gifted. She understood the concept that wrapping paper was the obstacle to that good smelling, chewy or squeaky toy inside.
What a good idea to through a dog party, invite your animal and human friends, and celebrate your pet’s passages. Perhaps there are other days dogs would like to celebrate: the first day of spring, Thanksgiving, or Balto’s birthday.
Watching Maize celebrate her birthday was just like watching a little kid. Once one toy was unwrapped and chewed and shared, it was forgotten in the flurry of the next present to open.
Best of all, I got to tell everyone I was going to a Dog Party.
