Yesterday was my 8th birthday! Can you believe that I am 8 years old now? People always think I'm still a puppy. The other day at the pet food store, the treat lady asked how old I was. Whey Mommy said, "almost eight," the nice treat lady said, "months?" Mommy laughed and said, "no, years!" The treat lady was very surprised to know that I am a...ahem...senior dog now. Mommy and Daddy said they can hardly believe it themselves sometimes.
To celebrate my big day, we went for a little walk in a beautiful place with lots and lots of POPPIES! They are Mommy's favorite flower, which is why I am named after them. There were tons of them right at the entrance gate to the park:
Once we started walking, Mommy saw some more spots of orange on top of a hill and said we had to go up there. So we did. It was so warm and sunny and I was panting and panting, but I was a very good hiker and walked to the top. (It really wasn't very far because Mommy's knee is a little bit injured right now.)
When we got to the top, sure enough, there were lots more poppies up there! And a great view, too!
I am smiling my best smile in this picture because it was such a wonderful day and I am so happy that I have gotten to live eight of the bestest years anyone has ever lived!
Bye for now,
Poppy the Little Blonde 8-Year-Old Chihuahua