Samba's Party

Samba's birthday was on the 16th, but we were having rainy weather so we decided to wait till last weekend for her party. Last weekend we had a two day return to winter, so we waited again. But Monday was sunny and warmish, so we decided to go for it.


Rob, acting like the pied piper, carried the box of cupcakes to the tower.


Norma Jean was a little excited about the prospect of cupcakes and was doing some high jumps.


Sky was trying to get a good look at the goodies.


Fudge wasn't going to miss out. Notice that Rob doesn't make them sit to get the reward. Mean Mom does.


I'm not sure what's going on here, but he has their attention.


Everyone got half a cupcake.


The cupcakes were frosted with red and purple frosting and it got all over his fingers.


No problem!! The pack volunteered to clean his fingers.


I thought the frosting was the best part of the cupcakes and apparently the dogs did, too.


Norma Jean especially liked the frosting.


The tongues were going like crazy and they were getting frosting all over their faces.


No one wanted to quit.


Sky had red frosting all over his face. That night at bedtime I glanced at him and I thought he had a cut under his eye. On closer inspection, it was a smear of frosting.


Samba enjoyed her party and she too was covered with frosting.


Tsar was the last to get his cake. He doesn't like the pushing that goes on, so he waits.


There are a few pieces left so Rob divided them for the group.


They sure like to party.


Last piece.


There was some frosting stuck to the box.


They decided to help clean up.


Bailey wanted to take the whole box down the hill and lick it clean, but Rob hung on to it.


Yum!!!


Norma Jean had her head right in there and wasn't going to leave that box as long as there was a speck of frosting left.


There was no growling. That would have put a stop to the party.


Look at Morgan's chin. Tsar wanted to see what all the fuss was about. He smelled the frosting on Rob's fingers.


He carefully tasted it.


Yup, it tasted good.


Most of the frosting is gone.


One last lick.


They're off to play and only Morgan is left with the frosting box. I think it was a successful party, but there sure were a lot of messy red and purple faces.