BIRTHDAY #4

So, the calendar says today is my birthday. And I've been waiting a whole entire year for it to come, but so far nothing special has happened. No cupcake. No presents. No hotdogs or bacon.

Nothing.

Last night I dreamt I got to eat a dozen Voodoo donuts for breakfast, but when I woke up this morning my human filled my bowl with dog food. Right now we are out on a hike so she can spend the rest of the day staring at HAL4.

My human's brain is so freaking gimpy right now, I'm afraid she won't remember to do anything special and I'll have to wait until birthday #5. I mean, first she drove around Portland with Droid on Mazda's roof, then she left poor Nikon in a dresser drawer when we changed hotel rooms in Seattle and didn't realize it until TWO WHOLE DAYS later.

Yeah. She left Nikon all alone in a strange hotel room for days. It was really bad. But don't tell her I told you because she'd kill me for letting everyone know how gimpy she can be.

Anyway.

If she's gimpy enough to forget Nikon, she is totally gimpy enough to forget about Birthday #4.

Uh, maybe if everyone sings Happy Birthday to me real loud she'll hear it and remember??