It's A (our) Dog's Day

We celebrated Caesar's fourth birthday February 12th with homemade doggy biscuits Mouse made with a little help from her father, which he loved -- Caesar, not her father!

Caesar was born the night of the plane crash here in the center, not far from the site and i often wonder if that's the reason why it rials him so every time a plane flies overhead. 

Mouse insisted on making the chicken finger doggy biscuits, which made both of us cringe.
Chicken does not sit well with Caesar. It's not that he doesn't like it, on the contrary, it's just after he has chicken, well, let's just say the room clears quickly.
When Mouse was a toddler instead of saying fart or gas, her name for flatchulating was butt-burping and it has always stuck.

So, needless to say the following few days afterwards, we all donned gas masks!

The Facts of Life

As Meah and I sorted through the shelves of books to pick out her nightly read we came across "Where Did I Come From?" written by Peter Mayle and illustrated by Arthur Robins, published in 1973.

And although she's been fixated with the adult section of literary works such as "Divergent" by Veronica Roth, "Sarah's Key" by Tatiana De Rosnay or "Room" by Emma Donoghue, I prefer her to stick with her age appropriate books. As of late, she's insisted on keeping me company in the bathroom while I take my shower reading to me from one of my books. I think she's afraid I'm going to fall or something and she wants to make sure I'm safe, so she'll sit in there, book propped open on her lap and recites the words found on the pages.

As she pulled "Where Did I Come From" from its spot on the shelf to take a closer look, I chuckled.  It has been almost 27 years since I held this book in my hands, thumbing through the pages and reading from it to a then curious 2+ year old.

I still remember the innocent phrase spoken way back then which sparked the purchase of this book, "mommy, why is your tummy growing?" I was pregnant with my second child only after losing the one I carried days after my father died.

As Meah opened the cover and started reading " This book is all about you. We wrote it because we thought you'd like to know exactly where you came from, and how it all happened.", she paused a moment, looked up at me and responded "Apparently this book is for younger children." When she turned to the next page and viewed the picture, a "mommy" and "daddy" naked in a bathtub I couldn't hold back the giggle when I witnessed the shock displayed on her face. Without reading another word, she quickly closed it saying, "Oh, that's wrong. That's just plain wrong." Then saying, " Maybe we'll just give it back to Leah so she can read it to Cruz when she has another baby."

A Dog's Life

Just like a child they need their favorite blanket, or in this case their pillow and they never, ever pick up their toys!

Gift Giving

Caesar getting one of his gifts from under the tree.

 

Even our canine friends enjoy a little something for Christmas.

I thought for sure he was going to shake his little nub of a tail off!

 

Holiday Date

Although a little awkward and rigid, lacking any emotional sensitivity, he did prove to be a damn good listener!