In the last week, I was invited to two peoples' birthday parties. We walked to one down the street and the other one was right next door. Everyone loved me and petted me and I loved them back with licking and sometimes jumping even though I am not supposed to do that. But why did so many people at the next door neighbor's party get to jump so high? They like jumping but do not like a jumping collie. People are confusing sometimes.
I got to attend two birthday parties last week. It's hard for me to relax at parties since I need to be patient for attention and concentrate on keeping Brychwyn and Huxley, as well as Jason and Bethany, in line. I did like the attention and I relaxed and explored a bit but I would have preferred an invitation onto the couch as a part of my invitation to the party. I was on pretty much my best behavior at the second party we attended next door so maybe next time I will get more couch time and possibly some cake. In the mean time, I will lead lot's of barking at the neighbor to remind him that we are here.
Obviously, every party needs a corgi so I made appearances at two peoples' birthday parties last week. The next door neighbor calls me "a mythical creature," which I like, and has a wonderful, jungle like yard, which I also like. The best part of both of these birthday events was that I did not have to wear a birthday hat or party paraphernalia of any kind.