Mums new toy and the big party

So this week Mum and Dad's youngest pup turned 18 which means he is beginning to be an adult dog and they had a party.

He started off like this.

And ended up like this .  Here he is with Mum and Dad.  I know how well he grows because Dad always  feeds everyone good kibble , veges and
bones.

Everyone brought food and I just quietly helped myself.

There were human pups there and we had to light candles so many times so they could blow them out.  I went outside at this stage.

All in all it was pretty good to have the whole pack there.

Every one talked and even the Gran and Grandad hounds were there.

Many of the pack hadn't met me before , despite me being a famous hound author.  And I had to let a lot of people pat me and cuddle me.
Sometimes Mum had to take me to her bedroom as it was too much especially with human pups. 

The next two days , I spent  all my waking minutes cleaning every crumb off the veranda.  It was a mess. Every time I turned around there was so much to clean up.

It was exhausting. But I covered that whole area.

The other bit of news is that Mum has a new camera.  And our walks are getting very disorganized with her stopping.

We must have spent 15 minutes with her taking photos of the Macmasters totem.  What Mum didn't know was that about 50 dogs had wee-ed on it.

But its pictures like this that just egg her on.

No wonder I get tired.  Being  a hostess, cleaner and assistant photographer is too much for one hound.

On  the other hand she needs me. I mean look at her. 
Am I the only one who can see that a dead chook on your head isn't elegant?