Oscar is very thankful for all of the birthday wishes that he received today. The Greater Swiss Mountain dog celebrated in style this afternoon, with a beer squeaky toy and a singing birthday cake toy, a birthday hat, and many treats courtesy of Petco. It is hard to believe that Oscar was a miracle baby only three years ago. Most of his brothers and sisters died during his mother’s emergency caesarian operation. The only three survivors were Oscar and his two sisters. The moment I saw him at 3 weeks old, I knew that he would be the swissy for me!
To celebrate Oscar’s 2nd birthday, a basket filled with dozens of dog cookies baked by David was displayed in the lobby of Oscar’s Manhattan residence. With over 100 dogs in the building, the only barking to be heard was for more cookies.
The ready to bake cookies were a gift sent by FreshPet for Oscar and his friends. David has never baked before, but he wanted to ensure that Oscar had a great birthday. It was easy to bake the cookies. The oven was turned on, the cookies were put in, and 10 minutes later they looked and smelled just like real cookies! David was tempted to try them, but instead he let them cool as Oscar waited patiently to sample his treat. Once he got a taste of one cookie, the swissy started doing tricks in order to get a second cookie. The only thing missing from these cookies was a picture of a greater swiss mountain dog on the box!
Be sure to stop by for a treat if you are in the neighborhood tonight!
Two years ago, Oscar the Grouch, Greater Swiss Mountain Dog was born. It’s been a great two years from puppy to Grand Champion. But it almost never happened. Oscar’s mother Halo needed a C-section. The emergency vet had complications and most of the litter was lost except for Oscar and his two sisters. I am grateful everyday for having Oscar in my life. We experienced so much together, dog shows, sheep herding, dog parks, puppy day care, driving from NY to Florida together, GSMD national, Westminster, making the front page of the Wall St. Journal, etc. Once you go Swissy, there’s no going back.
