happy whelping day!
I was reminded today that babies are born but puppies are whelped.
Why the distinction? I'm not certain. But I figured it would bear mentioning on such a momentous day as today.
Today is Indy's birthday.
And although I definitely wanted to make note of today as important, I didn't think it was necessary to hang balloons or buy a bacon flavored dog cake, despite the mild temptation to do something extraordinary to mark the occasion.
Instead, I took Indy for one of our usual outings. We went by the vet to weigh him (he weighs a whopping 157lbs at one year old) and visit with his human friends. He also got to bark at a few cats and hang his head out of the car window while we drove. On our way home, I bought him a special treat (one that I will regret for the entire evening as I sit down wind of him on the sofa).
It wasn't much different than my own birthday, really. Even though I doubt he understood why today would be so special. After all...every day is a fun day for Indy. He's a dog. He gets fed regularly. He plays in the dirt all day long and sleeps in a comfy bed at night. I've never known anyone who loves life more than a happy dog.
I wouldn't mind just a little bit of that kind of happy.
Until the next time...I'll be sliding a little further down wind!