Happy birthday to me,
Happy biiiiiiiiirthday, lil' Tito...happy birthday to me.
I've had a really busy weekend. Not only was it Easter, but I celebrated my very first birthday. Wow - there was so much excitement to be had.
First, I went to Port Perry to see my grandparents & aunt & uncle on Friday. I got to chase plastic eggs all over the house. I had so much fun...it was go, go, go! I got so exhausted from all the excitement that I came home at 5pm and slept ALL through the evening and ALL through the night. I almost never sleep that long.
On Saturday I heard my mom and dad talking about my upcoming birthday and saying something about 'meat cake'. Mom was in the kitchen for a while, and I managed to steal the best treat from her. Check out the size of this carrot! I was in heaven. I managed to get a few bites before mom took it away from me...
On Sunday it was finally my birthday and the humans sang me a birthday song. And even better, the Easter bunny came to my house. I love the Easter bunny....
But don't let this picture fool you. You see, as soon as I got my teeth around that bunny, I grabbed him and shook him with all my might. Then I chewed out his eyes. I didn't like those beady little eyes looking at me. Within 5 minutes I had taken off his face and pulled out his stuffing. Sweet satisfaction!
After playing with my bunny we all packed up and went to see my other grandparents & aunt & uncle & cousins & great grandma & great uncle in Paris. There were a lot of people there. Mom and dad were happy because I was really well behaved and played nice with all my cousins. I even licked a baby! What can I say - she smelled like milk and poo, can you blame me?
Anyways, the highlight of the weekend was that I got my very own meat cupcake with mashed potato frosting and a carrot candle! Everyone sang to me while I digged in. It was fabulous! I didn't hesitate to eat it...
I had to put the meat cake in my bowl so that it didn't get too messy...
I was a good boy and shared my extra meatcake with my cousin Cleo...
Can I let you in on a little secret? I'm a little bit afraid of my cousin Cleo. You see, she's an old lady who is really quite crusty. She doesn't know how to play with other dogs and she likes to snap at me when I try to sniff her butt or get too close to her humans. She's also really territorial. She peed on the rug when I came over and she got in trouble. Uh oh....I thought I should keep my distance. Just look at those teeth - it's like a barracuda coming at you!
