|Liz's Ever-So-Famous Quinoa Chocolate Cake|
Last night our friends Archie and Else came fer a visit. Auntie Else fed Archie and me yummy treats.
|Archie gets a treat|
|Eddie gets a treat|
There waz a full moon - a blue moon, which mama's sez means it is the second full moon in the same month - an' my mama tried to get a photo of it.
But mostly they sat around and
On Thursday Sadie B and Gail and me and mama went to Swallowfield. Sadie likes to swim in the water.
|Sadie B fetches a stick|
|Wet Sadie B|
|Please throw my stick again!|
|Beautiful scene at Swallowfield|
|I like my water in a bowl, not a river|
Usually we walk from the river, across the estuary, to where the streams wander into the ocean. But they had just threshed the fields and I didn't like it - there was lots of prickly thistles - so I plonked myself down and refused to go any further. Mama said that was okay because of all the prickly thistles, so she took more pictures of me instead.
|Happy Eddie resting up|
Yesterday, me and Mama and Margaret went to Eves Park. That was fun, too. But this morning when mama tried to download the photos she discovered her memory card for the little camera is corrupt and don't work no more. It just says 'Error....Error...Error'. Well, poop.
Speaking of poop, the only nasty thing about our hike at Swallowfield was all the DOG POOP everywhere along the sides of the path. It was a mess! It don't matter that it is to the side of the trail - it STINKS. An' attracts flies. And ya step in it when ya picks blackberries. Some lazy people who walk there have not been picking up after their dogs. Shame on them!
But....back to mama's birfday. She is going over to Salt Spring Island, where her kid is on a cycling/camping trip with a friend. They are going to take her out for dinner. Yum! Mama sez it will probably be too hot for me to go today in case I have to stay in the car. Rats! I hope she brings me a doggy bag. Oh, wait, it is HER birfday, not mine. Okay, I guess she can clean the plate herself. Maybe I'll even send one of my cookies along for her dessert.
Happy birfday, Mama.