Dear Diary,
It was a day like no other. Everything I did seemed to be right. Mom and Dad played toy with me and didn't even yell when I mauled my loud, squeaky chicky-bird while they were trying to watching TV. I got my ears scratched and and I was made over all day. And best of all - I GOT ICE CREAM!!!!!
I don't know what a birthday is. But they said that it was mine. I've decided that I'm going to have one every day now. I just hope they understand that and treat me accordingly... Gracie
