Happy birfday to me... (cha, cha, cha!).  Happy birfday to me...(cha, cha, cha!)  Happy BIRFDAY to the most-awesomest-fluffiest-gorgeous Mally on the pla-net....  Happy birfday to me! (cha, cha, cha!)What a great morning! I'm three years old today!  Yep... the big OH-THREE.  Or, maybe that's 21?  If it is, shouldn't I get to share that beer with dad?  I dunno. Nevermind the sun is barely awake yet. But I'm spending the day with my family, which is going to be the BEST!  I bet we go to the park and get ice cream and a new bone and.... Hey, everyone is up!  They're up and getting dressed to celebrate my birthday.  But wait! What's this?  Where is everyone going?  Aren't we going to the park today? Mom? Dad?  She keeps saying something about a "ball tournament" and "out of town."

And there they go....out the door... without me. Sigh.

Maybe they forgot?  No, surely not.  Mom plans this day for me every year.  Maybe they're going to get presents?  Yeah, that's it.  I'll just wait right here by the door.

I see that my brother who sleeps a lot is still here.  And here comes his girlfriend who plays with me all the time. She likes me.  She's cool.  She'll celebrate with me!  But wait!  They're leaving too. What is going on here?

I can't believe I'm being left alone with Chloe on my birthday. All she does is bounce on my head. These people better make it up to me or I'm going to pee in ALL of dad's shoes!  Oh well... SQUIRREL!