How does a French hound boy go shopping for his first birthday? Well, I recently figured that out. Mom said, “Come on Nelson, let’s go to the Three Dog Bakery and find treats for your first birthday party.” Off we went, and as always, it was a marvelous sniffing adventure.
Everyone in my family loves to go to the bakery! We only ever go one at a time because there is so much to sniff, it is easier that way. Right inside the door my nose came upon the first goodies. I sniffed them over really well.
Oh my dog, look at all these rawhides. Mom doesn’t buy them for us, but it can’t hurt to sniff them a little bit. We do have plenty of other chews at home, so we are not deprived.
Way up high, they have other chews that look like rawhide but they are not. They smell really yummy.
Oh, whoops, I am supposed to be looking for birthday treats for my party. I better look in the display case for those. Mom says we probably have to order them.
Look over here, they have Vikings jerseys! I would really like one to wear for the Super Bowl. Mom said, “no”, to that idea. I guess we have enough Vikings attire already and she says they won’t be in the Super Bowl…party pooper, Mom!
What should a guy serve his sisters for his first birthday? Hmmm…I think I know what I would like to get. On the way to the check out counter I got distracted by the car deodorizers. They smell pretty good. Maybe we should get some?
I know what I would like to serve at my party, I just have to put in my order. As we thought, they have to make them special because I like certain colors and we would like them personalized. Good thing we came early so they have time to get them ready! You all will have to wait until next week to see what I picked out. I’m getting so excited, my day is not far away!