Happy Birthday Mom!

I'm glad you've had the opportunity to get to know me these last few months. You sure are a nice lady. I was going to get you a present, but then I realized having me is like getting a present every day. The only thing that would make you even more perfect than you already are, is if you'd open the drawer where the Greenies are kept whenever I want in there. That means stopping what your doing at all times, and opening the drawer, not just thinking about it and telling me "no." If something's burning on the stove, it doesn't really matter in the whole scheme of things, does it now? This sitting around, begging stuff is getting old, but I digress.