Monthly Archives: March 2015

Another Year

6Well, here I am, another year older. Six I am told. I wonder how many that is in human years. My caretaker was gone all day (“work” he said, and “go play outside” I was told in the morning, before I was rudely shoved out the door). About time he finally showed up this evening. Things started to look up from there though: first, I received a, in my opinion, rather well proportioned piece of sliced turkey. It was very palatable I must admit. However, (and here I must protest in no uncertain terms) I was forced to wear this ridiculous “birthday hat” once more for the amusement of my caretaker. I tried my best to take it off, but that proved to be to no avail. I did notice the candle and more importantly, the can of tuna fish below it though, much to my delight. I vaguely recall a similar looking can last year. Once again I had to listen to singing though, before said can was finally opened. Oh the things one puts up with.

Sincerely,

Calvin

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