Sunday was Gromit’s first birthday, so we threw him a party. Now before any of you start, no, I don’t think Gromit realised that it was his birthday, nor do I think he has any concept of what a birthday, or a day, is. If he was cognizant of anything being different yesterday, it was that he got two new toys (well, he has no concept of “two” either, but multiple toys), there were people in the house (Kim’s family and Julie) and dog to play with (Julie’s puppy Whiskey), and he got a different kind of dinner (a cake! In the shape of a bone! Made of liver!).
The reason to throw a birthday party for you puppy is because A) it’s fun, and B) to create memories for yourself. The sad truth is that Gromit will at best have 16 good years with us, so doing something silly like this creates a fun memory that Kim and I will share our whole lives. Plus, it’s been a significant year with Gromit, who has added a lot of love to our little family, and has grown and changed a lot over the past year. In many ways, the more significant date for us would be November 6, which marks our first year with Gromit (since we didn’t get him til after he was weaned), but celebrating a birthday is more fun. Plus its a nice marker to differentiate from his pure puppy year to his older puppy phase. He’s now more calm, house-trained, and is ready to move on to his dog food (as opposed to puppy food). It’s sometimes hard to believe how far he’s come in his development when I think how a few months ago we lived in constant fear in stepping in puddles and had to put him to bed early to keep him from bouncing off the walls.
It’s not like we went crazy with a party. We did buy him a cake, but it wasn’t expensive, and the concept of a doggie birthday cake was just too funny to pass up. All in all, it was a fun night seeing him play with Whiskey and his new toys, and watching him get frosting all over his face.
If you want to see more pics from the big day, you can do so here: http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=22746&l=365de&id=644606124