Indy turns three! Yesterday marked the anniversary of our adoption of Indy. At the time we adopted him, we were told he was approximately 2 years old. Not knowing his real birthdate, we decided to use his adoption date and count from there forward.
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| Birthday? Me? |
Thus, Indy is now 3, in calendar years, or 21 in human equivalents. So, no longer is he a teenager! Yay! Though I think his personality will be that of a puppy for his entire life. He just enjoys life far too much to ever "grow up".
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| Really? I'm going out without the other two? |
In honor of his birthday, and to avoid having the Monkeys try making him a dog-safe cake, we opted to head out to Sonic where we could bring Indy along for a treat.
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| What is this place, Mom? |
Somebody couldn't believe his good luck! Soft serve ice cream in a cone. I wasn't sure he'd know what to do with it at first. Then I guessed someone else might lose fingers as the Landshark Jaws snapped shut around the rapidly melting treat. I was wrong!
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| For me? Mine! |
Indy delicately nipped at and licked the ice cream.
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| Nom, nom, nom... |
Lick lick lick lick lick!
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| A long tongue is handy! |
Now how to get the ice cream out of the deep narrow part? Good thing I have a long tongue, says Indy!
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| Nom, nom! Crunch! Crunch! |
All gone! Can I have another? Yes, after demolishing his own cone, he began nosing around everyone else's for a second one. Typical Indy!
LOVE this!!! I'll want to consider a birthday celebration for Baby Mia - at the moment she thinks everything is a celebration . . giggle . . AND - THANK YOU for finding my error on the memorial post - fixed it right away . . . (you rock!)
ReplyDeleteHappy Birthday Indie - you couldn't have asked for a more fun and loving family. I'm taking Abby for her first ice cream cone tomorrow. Being a rescue and a bit skittish when I first got her (with the resultant touchy stomach) she is expanding her horizons both with other dogs and food.
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