Sunday, November 16, 2008

Officially a teenager

I forgot to mention that yesterday was Lily’s thirteenth birthday, or as my father pointed out to me, she’s now a 91-year-old teenager. Lily’s girlfriend Carin took this picture of her sleeping a few months ago, so I thought I’d post it to illustrate her second favorite pastime: catching 40 plus winks.
What she really likes best is eating. Because it was her birthday, Lily sampled Mr. Noodle, part of a grilled cheese sandwich, and a stir-fry of green beans, asparagus and bok choy. I know, I know, should I be feeding my dog stuff like this? Probably not. But I couldn’t help thinking about my grandmother as I was doing this.

One Christmas, Nana—who was ninety at the time—asked my uncle to make her another martini. “But Mother, is that wise at your age?” he said. My grandmother fixed him with her cold blue stare and replied: “Look Ken, I could be dead tomorrow, so I’m jolly well going to enjoy a second martini, and I’m going to do it now.”
Enough said.

5 comments:

Carmi said...

13 is such a lucky number! Happy Birthday!

Leslie Jane Moran said...

Oh sweet Lily. You make it hard to just LOOK at doggies in the window. That is a face that you just have to kiss. Messing up my screen, but that forehead is magical. Susan, I hope you are going away soon and I get to doggysit! GO AWAY...SOON! Lily will love it here. I'd even carry her around all day, like the little royal pooch that she is. Adorable picture. Happy Birthday Lily - the same day as my "Pooch" Gordon! He was 30 in people years, still a pup really. I can't stop looking at her. Hmmmm... Cavlier King Charles...Daschund...CK...Daschund...

Anonymous said...

priceless.
daniza

rivergardenstudio said...

Lily is adorable, and I love the story of your grandparents! Roxanne

Ronna said...

Happy birthday Lily. Love the image of her asleep!