Dog Birthday Cake

A girl I knew, Kathy Norkunas, threw a birthday party for her 2 year old monster Irish wolf hound, Shadowfax. She invited everyone she knew with a dog. My dog, at the time was a 3 year old Weimaraner named Chance. He and Shadowfax were great buddies. Come to think of it, Kathy and I were great buddies, too.

The dog birthday was a hit; there had to be 20 creatures of all sizes having a ball, tearing through the house, garden and yards. The humans had all kinds of barbeque on several grills and we ate well that day, Kathy was a great hostess. The "moment" arrived and she brought out a huge cake made of wet dog food, pate and covered with whipped cream. The cake was at least 2 feet wide and had Happy Birthday Shadowfax in green on the white "icing" There was a shamrock there as well. The cake design was a huge dog bone.

She put it on the ground and led Shadowfax to it and encouraged the dog to go for it.
The pooch was confused and didn't know quite what to do. I came over and put my hand on her head and pushed her snout into the concoction. When she licked her nose and tasted all the good stuff, she went into "gobble mode" and had a go at the cake. My dog, Chance was next and he did well, too. Shadowfax was huge, Chance was probably the next biggest dog and the next dog up to bat was the next smallest.

The dogs and their owners had a wonderful time. It was the first and only doggie birthday I'd ever attended.

Tomorrow's celebration of Shadow's ascension won't be as full. I am new to Florida and don't know all that many people with dogs (or without, for that matter). But whether he is aware of it or not, I'll be glad to acknowledge his year of puppy hood.