Wednesday, November 2, 2011

Birthday Boy

Today is my four-legged boy’s seventh birthday.

"The Birthday Boy"

"The Birthday Boy almost 7 years ago"

If you subscribe to the belief that a dog year is roughly seven human years, then Adidas is forty-nine. That means that for the next fifty six days he and I are the same age. I thought it might be interesting to see how much age 49 in a dog and age 49 in a human actually have in common.

  • We are both a little stiff in the morning but it is nothing that can’t be remedied by a good stretch.
  • We both appreciate a hearty meal. I am a little more discriminating than Adidas. He enjoys any meal he can find - one from his bowl, Harley’s bowl, the cats’ bowl or any available trash can.
  • We both drink a lot of water and thus never pass up a potty stop.

  • We enjoy the same spot on the couch. Not simultaneously. We both don’t fit in said spot so there is often a power struggle for which one of us gets it. Adidas is more assertive than I am. He usually wins
  • We are both carrying around a few extra pounds. I worry about that. He doesn’t.
  • We both enjoy a late afternoon round of frisbee - me on the throwing end, Adidas on the receiving. I don’t mind being on the receiving end but he has a little trouble throwing.

  • We both know the importance of a good night’s sleep and an afternoon nap.
  • We both know the value of a pat on the head, a rub on the belly, and a scratch behind the ears.
  • Neither of us has a Facebook page.
  • Neither of us needs a Facebook page.
  • Neither of us wants a Facebook page.
  • We both believe that every day should start with a cookie.
  • And, we both know that you can never show too much love.

To 49 . . .or 7! Happy Birthday Adidas.