No Dignity for Dogs

Dear Diary,

Is there no dignity left for dogs?

I mean after all I do for Mom.    Like when I help her with the Pet Tech CPR and First Aid classes – everyone loves me.  But then she has to include pictures of the stuffed dog and tells everyone that I thought it  was REAL.  (See my entry from May 1)  And then she tells everyone that I spent two days  teaching classes at Chatopia, which is a shelter for CATS. (See my entry from Oct.20).   Those pictures were embarrassing enough.

But Mom has really done it this time.  Last night we had a birthday party here for Eliza.  (She is one of Mom and Dad’s  people grandchildren.)  She turned 3 ( not very old in people years).   I love Eliza – she likes to lead me around and pretend that I’m listening to her.  I love to sit beside her at the table (she is the most apt to drop food).  The theme of the party was Dora, somebody or other.  Whatever  – it made Eliza very happy.  Eliza’a older sister Evelyn had helped Mom and Dad pick out things for the party – like pink Dora party hats.   Sure every party should have hats.  Guess what – there was even a hat for me!  Ok I can be a good sport.  I even left the hat on for quite a while.  Everyone loved it.  “Take pictures!!”, Mom says.  So here I am – in a pink Dora birthday party hat. I just hope the other dogs at class don’t see this.  How could I  ever explain it?!   Oh well, what we do for those we love.

I didn’t even get cake or ice cream.  There is still some left.  Maybe tonight?!

Signed, Tucker (your blog host)
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