July 4th 2010 5:40 am
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Today is my 2nd Barkday! Yes, I am a born on the 4th of July puppy! My dad says maybe 7/4 is not the greatest day fur a dog to come into the world. But being a gun dog it doesn’t really seem to be that big a deal. I pretty much take most loud noises in stride.
On my original barkday in 2008 I was born to a black lab mom, no surprise there, and a black lab dad, again no surprise. My fur mom is a family pet. She has a skin mom and dad and two skin sisters. My dad is a field champion who broke some record for being one of the youngest field champions of his time. I was the only fur sister among 7 fur brothers. One of my brothers had a white spot on his paw, another brother had a white spot on his chest. One of my brothers was yellow! Me and my other 3 brothers were all black.
On my 1st year barkday in 2009 my humom did not help me start my diary yet. Too bad! So we’re going to try to remember as best we can now. ..
Our little town really does a lot to celebrate MY Barkday! We started the day off with the fire station’s pancake breakfast. Don’t think I got much in the way of pancakes but pretty sure I got a sausage or two and some eggs, after all it was my barkday!
Then we got a seat on the curb for my Barkday Parade. It was excitin’ waiting fur the parade to begin! There was people rushing here and there. There was people in costume. There was souped up cars. There were even some all dressed up doggies!
One of Mom’s favorite parts of the parade is the beginning. All of our town’s fire engines come down the street with sirens blaring. Mom was a little worried about me. The coupla times I heard sirens I howled, but I was a small puppy when that happened, now I was one year old. A big girl! But 3 or 4 fire engines with sirens going was just too much fur my poor ears. I howled big time. We left the curb and walked down the street a bit to where the engines had already passed. NOT MY favorite part of the parade.
After the engines were done we returned to our spot on the curb. The rest of the parade went by just fine fur me.
My favorite part of the parade was toward the end. There was a big group of doggies. They were the doggies that were all decked out that we saw earlier. Mom says someday if I walk a little better on the leash maybe I can be in the parade too. I hope so! I think I would like all the attention and meeting lotsa new people. I am NOT walking in the parade today, on my 2nd barkday. Even though I passed CGC, long term loose leash walkin’ is still a challenge fur us, especially when there’s lotsa excitement.
Today, my 2nd year Barkday, we are heading off to the pancake breakfast. Hopefurly I’ll get some pancakes and sausage and eggs. After all it is my Barkday! BOL!
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Happy birthday! That's great that your town celebrates - my town does NOT acknowledge me properly. I'm gonna have to complain and show them your diary so they'll know what to do.
Habby Birfday, Pepper-gurl!!! WOW - dat r SUM town yu wive in!! My city duz NUFFIN on Nobember 22nd :(
Hope yu hab da bestest day eber!!!
Happy woof day, Pepper!
Z-pup: November 22 is a furry spawsial day...that's when the late president Kennedy was killed, but of course that was long time befur us furs were on this earth. Also, it is another furmouse day, that used to get big celebrations...in the old world, among Music lovers...and I suppose if you had a certain type of faith...
Nov. 22 is Saint Cecilia Day. She, (Sorry), is the patron saint of music, and there are various musical compositions about that. You could ask your pawrents to check that out fur you...maybe the googly place can fill your head up about that...but whatevfur, don't let them change your name fur that...you are a boy pup. But I don't think that Cecil would be too great fur you...BOL!!
Whitley, Zaidie & MrJack,
Thanks fur the birthday wishes. Hope my diary helps you out, Whitley. So far I am having a wonderful day. I got some scrambled eggs at breakfast and there were some really nice kids who came up to pet me all mornin'. Plus we're pet sitting my good furiend, Berkley, the rat terrier. How much better can it get!!BOL!
Change my name tu Cecil?? NO WAY, JOSE'!!!
Momma wuz 3 1/2 years old when JFK wuz killed, so hur duz nod wemember it, bud hur wemembers da day RFK wuz killed an'da day MLK Jr. wuz killed, tu :(
It duz NOD ged any bedder dan dat, Pepper!!! Bestest birfday EBER!!
Z-pup Don't evfur change your name! Pawlease leave it, I love your name...and so does growlmy! I am glad that your pawrents didn't know about this Cecilia lady when they got you...else you might have been a Cecil...bOL! After all it is a Welsh name...so you are from the British Isles...at least your heritage...BOL! I need to have my dogretary stop this chatter on poor Pepper's page...I am spoiling her spawsial day!
Sorry, Pepper...growlmy gets cuckoo sometimes! BOL!
(BTW: My growlmy was in 5th grade when JFK was killed, even in Canada that caused quite an upheaval, and she had the day off school for the funeral,she had to go to someone else's house to watch, as there was no TV at her house...not till she was 14 years old! OMD! Deprived growlmy!)
Happy Barkday, Pepper!!