Birthday Bash: Fun!

One of the Birthday Boys :)

Some of the guest enjoying the Fairy Bread (didn't last long, I can assure you!)

Phoenix and his proud daddy show off their muscles.

Phoenix and Bruza let off some steam before their guests arrive.

Adele gets some Lab love from Kai.

Kaos takes a break from Fetch.

Our Old Men wait for some crumbs.

Mac, Bruza, Phoenix and Kai have a breather and pose for us.

All in all, I think everyone had a fun day. Phoenix is completely beat today, and I wish Sahara could have come along and joined in the fun, but we were super lucky with the weather and we made some new friends (as well as the dogs!). The KatFur Bakery doggy biscuits went down a ...treat, and Phoenix and Bruza got some lovely presents from their doggy friends (and ate a whole lot of human food, as well as their Scooby Snacks).

... Sahara's off to get her stit...staples check in an hour. Hopefully they can come out and we'll be able to go for teeny, tiny walkies soon. She's quite clearly about to climb up the wall with boredom, and she's getting rather chunky being idle all the time!

Boys Birthday Bash Vol I: Development Stage.

To celebrate the boys birthday, Bruza's mummy Sarah and I have joined forces to give them a birthday bash to be proud of on Sunday.

First, the invites were sent out to all their favorite doggy pals.

Then Phoenix tested out his sexy, sparkly Birthday Boy bow tie out, just to show how handsome he'll look on the day. (and, admittedly, to see if he'd take offense and destroy it within seconds).

Then yesterday was Bake Day. Sarah and I slaved over 90+ dog friendly, healthy (ish) doggy treats, which our more-than-willing taste testers Bruza and Mac hungrily approved of. (Sahara doesn't lower her standards to eat anything other than prime steak these days, so obviously she completely ignored them).
These Cheesy Chocolate Chews came out smelling divine! If it weren't for the 'dog friendly' chocolate I'd have demolished a few myself.

On the left we have Meaty Munches, filled with liver treats and vegetables, and on the right are the fishy feasts known as Tuna Treats, which sent the 3 cats in residence into a meowing fit. (Please note: these are the deformed ones that didn't quite come out bone shaped. The 'real' ones are far superior).

Last night I spent quite some time packaging up their 'Doggy Bags' for their four legged friends to take home from the Bash.

So far, these are all we have in them as we're a-waiting more shampoo samples and other doggy goodies.

Today I'm going to be busy making up all the labels (for ingredients lists etc) for the 20 'Doggy Bags' of cookies from KatFur Bakery (that's me!) which will be under our 'production' name of 44Paws (the number of feet our pets have put together),
and get a'baking on the cake front.
Yay!

My two 'just dogs'.

I've always loved this quote (hence why it's on the tool bar section of this blog!)...

He is your friend, your partner, your defender, your dog. You are his life, his love, his leader. He will be yours, faithful and true, to the last beat of his heart. You owe it to him to be worthy of such devotion.

... but today I came across this on Sahara's Myspace page (it's been a while since she'd logged on, what with the lack of opposable digits etc).

"He is my other eyes that can see above the clouds; my other ears that hear above the winds. He is the part of me that can reach out into the sea. He has told me a thousand times over that I am his reason for being; by the way he rests against my leg; by the way he thumps his tail at my smallest smile; by the way he shows his hurt when I leave without taking him. I think it makes him sick with worry when he is not along to care for me. When I am wrong, he is delighted to forgive. When I am angry, he clowns to make me smile. When I am happy, he is joy unbounded. When I am a fool, he ignores it. When I succeed, he brags. Without him, I am only another man. With him, I am all-powerful. He is loyalty itself. He has taught me the meaning of devotion. With him, I know a secret comfort and a private peace. He has brought me understanding where before I was ignorant. His head on my knee can heal my human hurts. His presence by my side is protection against my fears of dark and unknown things. He has promised to wait for me... whenever... wherever - in case I need him. And I expect I will - as I always have. He is just my dog." - Gene Hill

it really does up up everything I feel about my two 'just dogs'.

Mangled Leg and Bowties.

Sahara's leg

She's just come home from the vet, and she's a zillion times better today than yesterday. She's actually alert, and we're having a bit of trouble keeping her off furniture/climbing walls etc.
My little girl :)

Here's a preview of the dress code for Phoenix's birthday bash...

And I think the pooches are strange...

As you might have noticed on Made in Melbourne yesterday, Sahara and I got a little snap happy to ease the nervousness of her Op (my nerves, not hers. She seems completely oblivious). And today was no different. As I sat down to eat some lunch, it wasn't long before she snivelled her way onto my lap (and believe me, she's not allowed on the couch easily - it takes her a fair bit of those Puppy Dog Eyes and the Oh, My Leg Is So Sore look to make me melt into submission).

Shortly after...

Reminds me a little of...

I really need to get out more, or at least stop singing to the dogs.

Surgery Date.

I just took all three of my charges for a short walk, and stopped in at the vets to have a chat with the surgeon who I have been hoping to entrust with Sahara's surgery. Luckily, he was available for a chat, and he was absolutely lovely - I couldn't have met anyone I would rather chop open my darling fur child. He didn't seem to mind me bombarding him with hundreds of questions, and practically sobbing when he said she would need to stay in overnight. He really made me feel at ease, and all the dogs were quite happy too - they were so busy snuffling him and tying him up in their 3 leads to realize they were in the consultation room they usually despise so much.

As a result, she's booked in for Friday morning, and will stay overnight. I am terrified, to say the least, and hoping she makes a speedy recovery.