Hey, it’s my birthday! I am 5 whole years old!
I didn’t get anything to celebrate. And I got less dinner, because I am on a diet apparently. I looked in Arthur’s bowl and he got more than me. More more than he usually gets, which is a lot more!
We had a busy weekend, spending the whole day with our Dad and Squiggly with no Mum around. She went off to judge OTHER dogs doing agility. Then the next day we got up early and went to an agility show ourselves. I got spooked about the weird getting up early and tried not to go. I hid. But Mum made me go and I liked it once we got there. I even won a trophy for one of my runs and I got treats after all of them! I have had a bad leg so Mum was pretty pleased with me.
Arthur had his first show and he did ok I guess. But he didn’t get any trophies!
We did get to go to the beach, so I guess that is something. But really, I should have had a cake. Don’t you think?
Sigh, diet’s are hard work.
Happy Birthday to me, Arran!