Birthdays
Well, Saddam might not be getting a party, but he’s not the only psychotic celebrating his natal anniversary this week.
Little Pongo is celebrating the eighth anniversary of the day he was brought into this world on Thursday. Since Pongo claims ownership of anything he can see or smell, any purchases off the wishlist will be considered his.
Hard to believe we’ve been together for almost eight years (that anniversary isn’t until June). Certainly longer than a lot of human-human relationships I’ve seen and/or been a part of over the years.
What’s our secret? We understand our roles. Someone is the alpha and someone is the beta. Someone prepares the food and someone eats the food. One holds the door open for the other. Gotta run now. I’ll post more soon.
