Time's up & Burpday...

Remember I was talking about no treats for 5 years? I kept thinking, was MaMa talking hooman years, doggie years or GirlGirl years. "Doing time" was so tough. There was no treats, the weather was horrible, the path where we go for walkies was soaking wet. It was just miserable.

Just as I was about to sink into depression, MaMa brought back a bag of goodies...
I think MaMa was talking about 5 hooman DAYS! Thank goodness.

Wait, my turn to "speak". All the goodies are for ME! It is MY Burpday and all those things you see are MINE! Keep your stinky paws away from them!

What a bitch she has become. What's gonna happen when she turns 2, 3 ,4...

Ok, I'll let you take a picture with the goodies and have a bite of my dinner.

Instead of baking, MaMa got Kaylie a piece of oxtail for din din. I, too, got a piece. They are the yummiest!!!

After din din, MaMa made us take pictures with the loot before we can dig into them...

Since Kaylie is the Burpday Girl, she got to eat it first!

And finally, it was my turn!

The following pictures will tell you what happened after the biscuit...




Jaffe was just trying to make me look bad so please ignore him. I want to say "thank you" for all the well wishes. Licks Licks to you.