Shadow's 15th Birthday Ice Cream Cake

Can you believe it?! I turned 15 years old today! I’ve been told that’s equivalent to 105 ‘dog years’. I don’t know who came up with that, because I certainly don’t feel 105 years old. And as far as looks go, whenever I’m out and about with my mom and dad, and someone asks them how old I am and they tell them, the response is almost always, “No way! She still looks like a puppy!” Ahh, just what every female wants to hear — that she looks younger than she is.

I have it on good authority that I still act like a puppy sometimes too. Oh, I try and fool everyone by being so cool and calm and well-mannered when in public, as well as napping while we’re driving, so that they think this poor little senior dog is all tuckered out, but get me home after all that good behavior and I’ll run back and forth in our camper and throw toys at Dad’s feet until he gets on the floor to play with me. I’ve still got it.

All in all it was a good birthday this year. Nothing special, but that’s okay. With being full-time RVers, we get to do something special almost all the time, so it’s nice to just relax a bit. Today I got a chance to play a little with my toys, and was treated to some ice cream after dinner. I love ice cream, so that was awesome! I got lots of hugs and kisses from Mom and Dad, and wishes for many more happy birthdays. The way I’m going, I’ll be around for another 100 – in dog years, that is!

Happy Tails!