Boba turns 5!!

Boba turned five on Sunday so we did a small party in the flat. Nothing fancy, just a dog-safe cake from the bakery down the road and his favourite squeaky ducks lined up on the rug.

He was very confused by the candles. He kept sniffing them and sneezing, which the kids found hilarious. We sang happy birthday twice because he kept looking at the door.

My husband made him a little bandana with his name on it. Boba wore it for exactly three minutes before shaking it off into the corner of the living room.

I am sixty five and I am not ashamed to say he is my favourite person in the building. Happy birthday my sweet boy.