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MISC.: Happy Birthday to Me!

Everybody thinks that their pet is the cutest and the smartest. But does YOUR dog get you a birthday present? And even if he does, does he wrap it HIMSELF?


"KT Treat"


"Birthday By Buster"

I didn't think so.

I think we know whose dog is really the cutest and smartest.

Comments

Anyanka said…
what was it??

happy birthday!
KT said…
I don't know yet! J. went to bed before midnight so I can't open my presents till I get home from work today. I can't imagine! Where do dogs shop?
Sam said…
I hope they shop at Sur La table or Williams Sonoma!


Happy Birthday!
KT said…
Me too! I'm pretty sure I saw a dog at Sur La Table before, so I'm keeping my fingers crossed. :)

Thanks for the birthday wishes!
Anyanka said…
I was going to leave a terrible pun but it escaped me. Maybe the Jeremiad can pitch in?
Marianne said…
Happy belated birthday! My dog (also named Buster!) has only ever given me a card, I'll have to get on him about that.

I've just discovered your blog, thanks to s'cool, and it's very nice!
KT said…
Thanks for the birthday wishes!

I have learned that my dog shops at the Alton Brown website. Which makes sense, because he lays on the couch with me every time I watch 'Good Eats' and he must have heard me say how much I would love one of those salt cellars a million times.

Good dog! Maybe I can have him give a talk to your dog, maybe take him shopping!

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