Happy Birthday to Me!

On the waterfront I am ready to celebrate my birthday.


I think I look good for my age. I turned 7 last week.
Against the Manhattan skyline and gazing up at my human companion and caretaker all these years I felt happy.


At this time late at night, no one cares, such that my usually law biding humans felt it was okay, especially in honor of my birthday. My birthday present was to go off-leash to my heart's content.

I think the demon within me was caught on camera here.

My human pack members went overboard photographing me with flash. Here I am squinting.

Here's a photography accident cool enough to post.

Though annoying in so many ways, I still appreciate all they do for me out of genuine love.

Even knowing I was going to vomit all the grass I was eating, they didn't stop me. It's all in the small things.