Happy Birthday Darwin!

You were 1 year old yesterday! We are so proud with how you've made the transition from something that resembles a blind guinea pig to the handsome dog you've become today!

For your birthday, we made you a cake. In the grand tradition of dog birthdays under your Mom's watch, you were given a biscuit "cake" cemented together with peanut butter. Sure, not the best thing for you, but it's your birthday! Also, as sad as this may seem the "no people food" rule also applies on your birthday (excluding peanut butter)...

The "cake." I'm used to working with larger biscuits, so this is a little more awkard looking than the structures of the past. But is is complete with dog hair! And a "1" made out of a biscuit sticking out on top! Looks appetizing, right? Darwin certainly thought so, and spent the preparation time at my feet vocalizing his desire.



"Mom, I've been waiting a really long time. Can you tell Dad to let me go, so that I may eat my cake? You're not supposed to torture puppies on their birthdays, after all."



He is not focused at all on his goal.



Chowing down. The only thing that exists is Darwin and the contents of the bowl. The rest of the universe might as well be empty.



The Leaning Tower of Biscuits has been efficiently felled and is rapidly disappearing.



Sad face and empty bowl.



But hope springs eternal as he makes a second check to get the few remaining nanoparticles within.



Happy birthday to my buddy, my companion, my little corgi who has fulfilled so many wishes.

-Mel, Corgi-keeper

*Side note: Tonight we went to Petsmart to work on our Stays, Heels, and Come from a Wait. Darwin did really well! Of course, tomorrow the distractions will be intensified, so we shall see how it all goes. He understands the commands for the most part, it is really extending the Heel that we need to work on at this time (and not pulling on the leash when we see another dog)...