It was the last day for celebrating my birthday yesterday. Ive been positively showered in gifts and attention this year, couldn’t ask for more.
Yesterday Ella and Stan invited to dinner at theirs. You could say it was the dogs evening. 3 dogs and one of them a puppy (devil dog) tend to steal the attention. Laura also announced that she and Seb are looking at one (its spreading like wild fire).
We were treated to some awesome Ella food. Parma and buffalo mozzarella starter. fennel and orange chicken and strawberry pistachio pavlova for dessert. Not bad having a chef for a friend.
Doggie evening. They were everywhere at the same time. Cant wait for SeLa’s little one in the mix as well.
Lola was put in the cage for dinner. Not like our monster dog jumping up in peoples laps pretending to be a lap dog hoping for scraps from the table.
Ella was training sit with Lola. Wool just sat anyway hoping the get rewarded for his effort. His such a little opportunist that one.
Well, his efforts got rewarded…
When he was not sitting in peoples laps he gave them mournful looks hoping fort hings to fall his way.
As i said, a dog evening…
But we also got the most epic Pavlova ever made. Look at this beaut. I ate until i wanted to die and then I ate some more.
I did it! All the candles in one go (good thing it wasn’t actually 32 candles on there)
To keep a semblance of our old days we drank some champagne and cherry beer but the focus were clearly on dogs, food, babies, buying a house and more dogs.
Oh yes, the dogs at the table.
At least I was the birthday girl. Power to me.