Tuesday, November 13, 2007

Dogs don't get birthday cake

Gert and I were cuddling on the couch before school, and Finnegan wandered into the room. He came over and set his furry little dog chin right on my knee.

"How's things, Bud?" I asked him.

"Rough," he said.

I skritched his ears sympathetically.

My little baby Gert is six today! She's such a smart and sweet and funny little human. No wonder Finnegan is a little sad to see her growing up.

4 comments:

Miss DiDi said...

Happy Birthday Gert!

Anonymous said...

Banshee got lots of birthday cake

baby gift baskets said...

That's adorable that your dog's name is Finnegan

Octopus Knits said...

Happy birthday Gert! Poor Finnegan, no cake : (