Birthday's seem to end faster than they come

We celebrated my third birthday this past Saturday, March 1. I can't believe I'm already three!! Yes, it's taken me some time to update my blog with pictures of this fantastic day but I've been busy. What can I say? I'm a ridgie with important engagements on my daily agenda. No one warms the couch like my big butt can.

My parents had to work (as usual) but when they got home we all went to my favorite park for a walk in my birthday honor. First we played catch me if you can. I know I can catch my parents but I don't lead them on to think so. It's waaaay too much fun to run around and be silly.



Ha ha ha....our shadows look bigger than we are. Shadows are cool!Then, I saw the cutest squirrel run up a tree. Squirrelly...please come down. I only want to say hello. Don't you want to wish me a happy birthday? Lindsay went crazy when she saw it. She let out this huge skreetch and started screaming out of excitement. I suppose she wanted to say hi, too?

We stopped on the walkway and I posed for a birthday portrait. Look...even the powerful sun wished me a happy third birthday!! The sun hearts me...check out the bottom left part of the picture on my leg. I heart you, too, wonderful sun!


Some people ask me what this thing on my back is. It's funny 'cause they think I'm mad or that my momma somehow created a mohawk on my back. No...silly people...it's a "ridge". That's why my breed is a Rhodesian Ridgeback. We ended the day with lots of yummy treats. Next year I want a birthday cake!

And the Production Begins...

Every two months my parents put on a big production. No, not a show tune! That would certainly be a sight to see though! They prepare meals for Lindsay and me. Why, you ask? Well, first of all I'd like to think of myself as special. Special in the sense that they go out of their way to give us the very best nutritious foods. My momma says it's two sided, while we get to eat healthy and yummy food now, they benefit by having microscopic poop's and less vet visits (thank dog!) as we get older. So, we all win! In case you don't already know, we are on a diet of raw meat and bones. We kicked that bag of kibble to the curb May of 2007 and never looked back.

Sunday was one of those production days. It took my parents a whopping 2 hours to prepare our meals for the next two months. Not bad, eh?

First, they got everything set up. Cutting block my dadda's boss gave him and some plastic tubs to hold the meat already cut up.


Then, my momma separates plastic containers for Lindsay and me. Each container will hold boneless meat for two days. Each of us gets our very own table...told ya we were special!


Inside a clean sink, my dadda opens all packages for one species at a time. In this case, he had packages of pork butt (ymmmm..).

He gets right to it and starts cutting meat into chunks--like stew meat.


Nothing goes to waste because my dadda takes all the meat off the bones. My momma says these bones are too hard for us to eat. Sometimes she saves them as recreational bones to give us something to do.
My momma puts all the cut up meats into the containers. She's gotten pretty good at eyeballing the amounts we need. I of course, had to make sure she wasn't jipping me out of my servings of pork. Ok...everything looks good so far....

All filled up and ready to be sealed.

Hallelujah...it's done!

All packed up in the freezer, ready to grab for mealtime. Thank you momma and dadda...I love my raw meaty bones!

Valentine's woe's

My Valentine's Day was filled with steamed jumbo prawns dipped in this red yummy sauce, smoked Gouda cheese with crackers and topped off with chocolate.

Oh, wait....that wasn't mee eating all that yummy food. I watched with envy as my parents ate, so selfish not to share even one bite! I really wanted to try that chocolate stuff but my parents said it would be the death of me. I think they didn't want to share.


All I got was this lousy bully stick. C'mon!


Although, Lindsay seemed to enjoy it. She likes pretty much anything now...I have more refined tastes.

Hope everyone had a nice Valentine's :)

Lunch Break

Today my momma woke us up from a nap 'cause she came to visit us during her lunch break. We still had sleep in our eye when she took us out. Don't get me wrong, we were happy she came.













She said she needed to see our funny mugs to make her smile. So, we played it up a bit and tried to look vicious towards each other. Did it work? We look mean, huh?













Ok...time to eat before she has to go back to that dreaded place she calls w-o-r-k!

Ahhh, the joys of not being attached to a leash

The new fence is finally up and Lindsay is celebrating by romping around the yard..

She does laps as if she's training for a race or something.

Uh Oh...Lindsay found a vulnerable spot where the fence meets the dirt. Dadda...you better get right to patching up the gap or else Lindsay will be greeting the neighbor one morning.

Check out that smile.

Study or Sleep?

My momma started school yesterday. Today when she got home from work, she let me hang out with her while she did some homework. I wanted to help her study, I thought I could teach her a thing or two about the Sarbanes-Oxley Act, but it got boring....and... well...I fell asleep. Hey, what can I say? The bed in the office is pretty comfy. It's my momma's fault, really!

The birthday girl

Yesterday Lindsay turned the big 3! You know what that means? My birthday is soon to follow-I'll be 3 soon, too. Ok, time really is flying by!

She wasn't too happy about the fact that it was raining outside. Not that she cares, the open field is the open field rain or shine for Lindsay. But for me, my momma, and dadda....not so much! We like it dry! "Pleeeeeeaaassssseeee stop raining!"

She enjoyed her birthday treats while I painstakingly watched her chew every bite.
"Loooooook....it stopped raining, the sun came out to wish me a happy birthday!"
I wasn't too happy about going out since the ground was saturated with water. Plus, shortly after we walked out it started to rain again. C'mon....let's go back inside where it's warm and dry!Oh brother, she's going to start acting goofy...

Running laps in the yard.

Getting air when she runs so fast. Dawgsta, she has all but one paw on the ground!
Then...this is where the birthday went sour. As you can see, our fence isn't fixed yet. My dadda has it propped up by all sorts of sticks and chairs. The fence people are in such high demand after that nasty storm, we have to wait a whole month till they come out to replace it. Thank dog they're coming this Saturday!! Well, Lindsay discovered a little gap between the two fence segments and squeezed through into the neighbors yard. Within the time my momma went back in the house to put her camera down and walked to the fence to have Lindsay come back, she was gone!!! Gone, I tell ya, GONE!! My momma went back into the house and frantically asked my dadda to come out and hold the fence so she could go into the neighbors yard to find Lindsay. He did. Lindsay wasn't in the neighbors yard!!! OMG...where the heck did she go? My momma noticed a small hole in the neighbors fence the size of our cat door leading to the street. (Lindsay fact: she is small enough to fit through the cat door and most small spaces.) My parents run outside to search for her. My dadda was getting ready to jump in his truck and drive around the area when my momma spots Lindsay smelling the neighbors flowers in their front lawn. Thank goodness she's safe! What a scare Lindsay gave us. Well, so much for freedom in her very own backyard. At least until that fence is secure.
My momma was happy to end the day with both of us safe and sound inside the house. I was happy to be inside on my favorite section of the couch with my sista.