My Birthday

Awoo everyone. It's been a bit since I posted.

I've been a bit preoccupied with taking care of Mom.

She got really sick after eating some sushi. It was bad.

There was lots of, well you know, nasty stuff. I checked on the situation and then sent Dad in there. Maggie went too, but she didn't stay long.

Dad sure was a trooper to stay in there with Mom. Gross.

But after all the ba..., I mean nastiness, I took care of Mom and stayed extra close to her. Nothing makes you feel better like a big ball of furry cuteness right? Right!

So here was the big news.

I had a birthday!

I am now 9 years old.

I officially turned 9 on the 29th of January. I celebrated with some Peanut Butter Frosty Paws. Mom had planned to make me stuff, but she was too busy being sick.

Here are some pictures to commemorate the event. Mom made me pose in my party hat.

It's my birthday.

I see treats!

Awoo for treats!

No treats? I'm layin down!