Dogs in party hats
Which, despite how awesome that would be, is not a metaphor for anything. Have some pictures of Hemy's first birthday party, from last month, which I just remembered I have~
This are me and my family. Left to right: My baby sister, I, Hemy, my mom and my step-dad.
This is her birthday cake. Hemy kept sniffing at it and giving small licks, like she wasn't sure it wasn't a lie (it is not everyday that we let her sit at the table and eat food from it, after all.)
Showing Hemy the right way to eat the cake (aka. shoving her face into it, like it's tradition.)
She did bite the cake at the end, though (so did we, and let me tell you, it was quite tasty~)
Mom got her five rather biteable kittens. The green one was the last to die, having survived for a full month (R.I.P. kitties)
We gave her a pink football. She's surprisingly good with it.
Why yes, we do treat our pet like another member of the family. Mom even insists we call her "sister." ^.^;;
This are me and my family. Left to right: My baby sister, I, Hemy, my mom and my step-dad.
This is her birthday cake. Hemy kept sniffing at it and giving small licks, like she wasn't sure it wasn't a lie (it is not everyday that we let her sit at the table and eat food from it, after all.)
Showing Hemy the right way to eat the cake (aka. shoving her face into it, like it's tradition.)
She did bite the cake at the end, though (so did we, and let me tell you, it was quite tasty~)
Mom got her five rather biteable kittens. The green one was the last to die, having survived for a full month (R.I.P. kitties)
We gave her a pink football. She's surprisingly good with it.
Why yes, we do treat our pet like another member of the family. Mom even insists we call her "sister." ^.^;;