Happy Birthday to ME!

Sunday, May 30 was my birthday...but did any of you remember?? NO! And to make matters worse, Mom totally ditched me! Yeah, she up and left me for Green Bay to visit baby Kate (who I heard was totally adorable, but that's beside the point). I was all alone on my birthday. In hindsight I should've pooped on Mom's pillow or something, but I figured I'm getting too old for that (I'm 7 now you know).

Anyway, Mom got home last night and you wouldn't believe what she said to me...after saying "Hi Bud", the next words out of her mouth were "Did you put on some weight? You look bigger". How rude! It was my stinkin birthday and that's the best she could come up with?! to prove her wrong, I allowed her to weigh me last night...and guess what. I'm still 19 lbs. I think Mom was so used to holding the little baby that I must've seemed bigger than usual. Whatever. She still could've kept her mouth shut. Didn't her Mom teach her: "If you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all"??

In the end she tried buttering me up with some Fancy Feast. It worked. I was putty in her arms after that. (sigh)

Here's me and my inability to contain my excitement:



Oooh...the flame is so beauuutiful.....



Patiently waiting for mom to put the dang dish down (and remove the hot candle):


Now that you all know it was my birthday, I can't wait for the presents to start rushing in!! (I accept cash too).