pony.

i don't know it it happens to every dog, but somehow the hound in my life acquires countless nicknames. the most recent name (and quite possibly my favorite one that also makes me laugh all the time)...

pony.

it happened the other day when cory told her she felt like a horse. i quickly realized she does. totally does. and so i continued to talk to her in the voice i always talk to her with (if you could only hear it), calling her my little horsey, and saying "your a horse, of course" (over and over) which soon lead to "you are just a pony" and "my little pony" (my little pony!! this brought back memories). pretty soon it just became "pony". when i was talking to cory on the phone yesterday he all of a sudden said "Oh my God!!", so naturally i asked "WHAT!?" and he responded, "a pony just jumped into my bed!!". 

yesterday pony poo-ed in the basement so now we have to leave her in a gated community (aka: blocked off in just the kitchen) when we leave the house so she learns her lesson even though she already knows it's not right. i felt really bad this morning when she looked up at me with her cute little puppy dog eyes as i closed the gate, so i gave her about seven treats. hopefully she appreciated that.

luckily she isn't really as human as i treat her sometimes because today is her 2nd birthday and i forgot. didn't even tell her happy birthday this morning. (her birthday could be tomorrow, i really can't remember exactly what day it is) we are going to celebrate it tonight by treating her to some ice cream with sprinkles equipped with two candles and maybe even a party hat. a photo shoot will take place so stand by for images coming soon!

happy 2nd birthday, pony!!!