Wednesday, November 30, 2016


I got an email last week from the vet wishing Ricky a happy birthday. I replied, asking them to call him because he can’t read.

Ricky was born on Thanksgiving, 2011, and last week he turned five on Thanksgiving day. Your move, greeting card section.

Bit of a gyp for anyone with a birthday coinciding with a holiday, so I gave Rick a big, fat chewy and a preposterously long walk before I deserted him to stuff my own face. He was cool about it. Happy belated.

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