Yesterday was Dudley's first birthday. To show off his budding maturity he ventured to the basement for the first time ever. We have no idea why, but until yesterday, Dudley, the dog who can not stand to be alone even for one millisecond, would suddenly lose his desire for human contact should the only available human be in the basement.
This house doesn't have a haunted vibe, if it did I would certainly have picked up on it by now, so I don't think Dudley was avoiding anything paranormal. It could just be that it is cold down there. I don't know, but in any case, he descended all 13 steps yesterday, in celebration of his first 365 days, just to watch me do laundry. He was probably a tad disappointed.
While we didn't exactly party till the break of dawn, I did bake him some peanut butter, oat, honey clusters. And then when he was exhausted from all the excitement of the basement and the peanut butter clusters, I made him pose (only for a minute) in his peacock costume.
You might be wondering why Dudley has a peacock costume, and well, it's because it was only $5 at Petco. And I thought it would be funny to have him wear it on New Year's Eve. That's why.
I bet the Dog Whisperer would have a thing or two to say about humans baking for their dogs and dressing them up. It probably sends the wrong message about the "being the pack leader" and would fall under the category of "humanizing" our pet. But...it was pretty damn cute. And it's not like I'm going to make a habit of it, OK Cesar?
1 comment:
awwwwwwwww. Worth every penny. Michael is making weird noises (similar to the sound that a person makes when pretending to fart into their arm) because this picture is so cute. We would like to wish Dudley a Happy Birthday! And as for the Dog Whisperer...well, you know how I feel about "reality tv". ;-)
I hate not to be so close to watch your baby grow. p.s. my sister is pregnant!
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