The humans gave us some birthday treats. They don't know when we were born cause we're adopted. And they don't remember exactly when they adopted me or Arrow. So they decided to celebrate our birthdays around the beginning of August. Those are the pictures of me and Arrow online that my mom saw. I was very tangled. I think I look like an old man.
Now I am 4 and Arrow is 3 officially. They got us a giant water dish. We like the little one better but it's the thought that counts.
We got treats. Arrow loves toys with food in them. This green ball is his favorite. He rolls it and throws it down the stairs and the treats fall out.
We got some new balls and they stuffed jerky treats in them. (They will never come out of the ball with all the colors unless we can get a big dog to rip it open-- can anyone help us?)
How to drive a crazy dog crazy. Arrow rolled this around for hours wondering why the treat didn't fall out. Finally he figured out that he had to chew it.
We had a fun day with new stuff that's still rolling around under the couch.