And I don’t mean the beer company.
Our pooch turned five years old today. So that makes him 35 years old. Same age as me. Marcia and I picked up a couple of things for him. The biggest was this special dog treat cake.
Marcia insisted on putting a candle on it. And Molson anxiously awaited us to sing “Happy Birthday” so he could eat it.
At first we presented it to him whole. We just wanted to see how he would react.
Eventually Marcia broke off a third of it. This way he can enjoy his birthday treat for three days.
He’s a silly dog at times, but we love him like one of the family.


July 10th, 2006 at 4:51 am
“He’s a silly dog”. Says the man who had a party for him.
July 10th, 2006 at 8:26 am
Well, technically it was Marcia’s idea.