6/08/2011

Party On!

I went to a dog party the other day. Ok, well, actually, the party was for humans to show off their new house and baby. But still…I got to go.

Diana rounded Michael and I up in the car, we made a few stops for flowers, cold drinks and dessert, and then off for the trip to Michael’s daughter’s house. Baby Miri lives there. I like her a lot. I got to meet her for the first time at Easter. Her dad let me kiss her head. He said I did a nice job.

When we got to the party – Big Surprise!!!!!

Stanley (with my superduper best human step-sib Katie)

Rico
 Two new friends!  We had the best time ever.

We sniffed in the kitchen... 

We sniffed on the deck...

We sniffed in the yard...

We even sniffed each other...
Hee Hee - Reading the Local News

I got a little overcome with all the excitement and settled on Diana's lap for a bit to re-organize my thoughts, restore my good humor and to watch Stanley's Mom and Dad open house warming presents.


Stanley's Mom and Dad are super nice to me. Stanley's awesome and beautiful Mom used to be a Marine (I hear once a Marine - always a Marine) but she has moved on to an even bigger job - being a Mom.  Stanley's Dad is a  no-nonsense, gentle and talented Navy Officer. Everyone is so happy that they are now stationed in Washington. 

*Paw Waves to Stanley's Mom and Dad*

 Stanley's Dad gave us a treat! We each got a raw hide bone.

Stanley is really enjoying his special treat!

Stanley's Dad had no way of knowing just how much I love rawhide bones.  I treasure them.  I will go all #destructogang on a stuffed toy or rope toy anytime.  For some reason rawhide bones are a different story. 

It is my firm belief that everyone wants my rawhide bone. So, with an eye towards safety, I savored it.  I carried it around the whole house and yard, searching for the best place to hide it from others. I buried it in the flowers, I hid it behind the hot tub, and I put it in Diana's purse. But here's a picture of my favorite hiding spot of the day:

Inside Stanley's Dad's closet - safe - next to his boots
Stanley's Dad was amazed that I do this.  He'd never seen a dog worry over and bury it's bones.  Diana suggested he look in the closet and, sure enough, he found it. I went back later and put it back in Diana's purse.  She hasn't found it yet - I hope...

This was one of the best days of my life.  I went to a party, met two wonderful new friends and wasn't the worst barker there.  Rico and I barked about the same amount.  With that many people to watch over in his house, Stanley did the most barking.  It was only right.  It is his house.

When everyone comes to my house for a party - I will be the head barker.

^ . . ^

Woof!

8 comments:

zoetheborder said...

Great photos Sasha! You an Wylie are the exact same wif yer bones. Maybe it's da huge ears?

poppydogtails said...

woof woof miss pish posh lts hope you find de bone first again before itz discovered hehehe ps i iz having trouble readin your green text - ope u dont mind me mentioning it luv ur blog Woof Woof from Poppydog aka ValentinesLady

Oz the Terrier said...

Hey, you're absolutely right...every dog loves a rawhide bone. My favorite hiding spot??? Behind the toilet! BOL It looks like you had a wonderful time!
Cairn cuddles, Oz

Pish Posh Says said...

Poppy: Thanks for letting me know the green text is troublesome.

Pish Posh Says said...

Zoe! It is the ears! Sings "Radar Ears" to the Golden Earing tune "Radar Love"...

Pish Posh Says said...

Hi, Oz! Oh, I never thought about the bathroom...I'm going to give it a try!

Stacy and Ellie said...

Look at you being all social with your little doggy friends! Sounds like a great time! :)

marley said...

Ello for you my pal. I dun found yer blog. I never hide by chews cos I do eat em all up in one go first time. I used to bury em in the garden but wiv Lola around that do not be safe anymore.