February 22nd 2012 4:47 am
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Woop Woop! I am now a big 4 years old! I guess you can say I am now a middle aged bachelor. I have a girlfuriend, Becky, and I gave her my diamante heart, but it is a long distance relationship. One I may say, I am very true to! I know how handsome I am and that the womens love me, but my heart belongs to the Beckster.
So, I got up on my bd morning and the pawrents totally embarrassed me by singing out of tune, Yappy Birthday. I was not even out of bed yet. The old lard butt just laid there wagging his tail.
The pawrents kept saying "you're four and skye is three". Geez, don't throw old age up in my face.
Then I got me a good brekkie and my ollie b. cookie. I thought it was going to be a relaxing bd, but then we got ready to go for a ride in the car. I was like "YEAH"! But then, we ended up at the lard butt's vet man specialist. that was okay (at first) as everyone fawned all over me after they took the lard butt back behind the door. I had on this stupid bandana that said birthday boy and i was not happy but i realized that everyone paid me attention because of it. OHHHH LOOKIT THE BIRTHDAY BOY. ISNT HE CUTE. yeah yeah yeah.
But then, I GOT SHOVED IN A BACK ROOM with mummy. And the lady that yanked out my teeth a couple weeks ago was there with rubber gloves. YIKES. I gave mummy the scared eye popping out of my head look but she paid no attention. Well, the lady looked at my mouth, shoved a stick up my butt and told mummy I looked fine and my temp was normal. Is this how I get treated on my birfday? I get VIOLATED then get a head pat and a aww...happy birthday finn from the lady?
We waited for the lard butt and then dr. jory, his vetman specialist come out like normal. Him and mummy talked alot and all i heard in my distress was that the lard butt's throat thingy was not any better and in fact it was worse. I dont know. He has alot of issues and i care and love him but i try not to over display my affection for the big ole lard butt.
then later we had dinner and after dinner, THE PUPCAKE CAME OUT! I had a candle, pupcake, new pumpkin treats, a new little squeaky toy and some junk callled CET that is for my mouth. That is NOT A PRESSIE PEOPLE. I got sung to again and the lard butt was so excited to get my pupcake but dads gave him a separate littler one. Now that is what a birthday is...cake and pressies. I guess it was a good day afterall even being a middle aged batchelor now.
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