Oh, woe is me, woe is me, woe is me – Pretty’s Birthday is Saturday and she’s in South Carolina and Yours Truly is in Texas and how did this happen and whose fault is this and what am I going to do about it??? Looks like SOMEBODY has gotten a few signals crossed or SOMETHING because moi has NEVER EVER missed being with Pretty on her Big Day and thank you very much to the Chief Planner of Trips because this is a colossal scheduling error on SOMEBODY’S part, if you catch my drift. Geez Louise.
Well, Pretty, Smokey Lonesome Ollie and The Red Man are looking for you through our fence on Worsham Street but we can’t find you so we’ll just have to send you all of our wishes for your BEST BIRTHDAY EVER and tell you we love you more than all the chew sticks and blueberry wheat-free crunchy treats and bacon-flavored beggin’ strips (and yes even cat shit) in the whole wide world. You’re our idea of Heaven on Earth so celebrate yourself this Saturday and tell Paw Licker Annie and Tennis Ball Obsessed Chelsea to try to make up for our absence!
Have a zippity-do-dah Birthday, Pretty!! We’ll be Better Late Than Never next week!!
Redman I’m sorry you’ll miss the bowling. I heard you were good, like Kingpin good.
Hey, Baby Cakes! Count on you for some ACTION Activities for a Birthday Bash with Balls…The Red Man’s with you in Spirit and throwing Strikes!!