This is my birthday. I turn eleven years old today. This is cause for a celebration, but I will not celebrate. I have informed Daniel and the other dogs, that I postpone the party until Paula comes home from the hospital. It would not feel right to throw a party without Paula.
Daniel gave us some mackerel with our food, because of my birthday. I did not turn this down. The grand celebration will come later, however.
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