Yesterday was my birthday, and I am now two years old. Mistress is conflicted between wondering if I have edged into my terrible twos, or if I’ve entered my teen years and am now a fourteen-year-old.
Before they came home from church yesterday, my people stopped at a 99 cent store to buy things for my party. No suitable hats, so Mistress decided a birthday cup would work, and so it did. From the gift ribbon and paper area upstairs, she brought down this beautiful blue ribbon, punched holes in the cup, and tied a bow under my chin.
Purple pom-poms was the background for my party and my plate was beautiful as you can see.
.Refreshments consisted of a small scoop of ice cream, and a cookie nibble. I wasn’t allowed much of the cookie for it had chocolate in it, and they tell me I should not eat chocolate. I did try to snatch up the glittery purple stuff, but Mistress pulled the slim strands from my mouth, laughing, saying they would not be good for me.
As I dipped into my refreshment plate, my hat slipped. Mistress removed it, so I could lap up my birthday treat without unnecessary hindrances.
I thought you’d like to know about my birthday . . .and in case you didn’t know and didn’t send me good wishes yesterday, you may do so now. And, uhm . .presents. Well, I’m told it is not nice to ask for any. . .so just listen to your heart, I guess.
Good-bye from Winston–Sir Winston of Crestline, that is.
8 replies on “A Party for Winston”
Happy Birthday Winston!
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Aww, too cute! Winston is adorable. My dog would probably never keep a hat on her head like that! He must be a good boy. 🙂
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Hi, Jennifer. So good to hear from you. Trust all is well with you and your sweet family. Yes, Winston is a good boy, rather feisty and a bit strong-willed, but loving. It surprises me that he doesn’t mind wearing things. When we have company or go somewhere special he wears a red tie and doesn’t fight it at all. Love you.
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How cute! We are doing well! I hope you and Bro. Buxton are both well. Love you, too!
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Happy Birthday spoiled rotten!😂
You know I love you.☺️💙
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Madam Rebecca, there are certain advantages to being spoiled rotten. It so happens my beautiful body, my brilliant intellect, and my loving ways have postured in such a way as to melt the hearts, brains, and souls of my people! (Don’t be jealous!)
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Happy Birthday, Sir Winston!!! Thanks for sharing with us all about your sweet party!
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Thank you, Mrs. Mills for your gracious wishes.
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