I must make it quite clear that this diary entry has nothing to do with celebrating my birthday which was a very significant one as it happens. It was two months ago in fact last March and what happened? Diddley squat, that’s what happened! However, my bearded pet had a birthday two weeks ago and my reader will recall that there was a fair old knees up to celebrate that one at my home in Spain. He actually made it to the astonishing five hundred and sixty, in my years! Clearly not content with this there was another bash yesterday.
This was attended by another forty odd humans, plus three of my kind including my friend Basil, who as you know is ginger, also two of his mates Bumble and Trooper who are brother and sister both black, but otherwise big like Basil from the Labrador tribe and then their was their mate Max (aka Winkywanky). He is so called because he has only one eye and nothing between his ears, (or legs) he is quite cute and is from the Pug tribe.
Anyway this party was great fun and it was almost as if everyone was there to celebrate my birthday. There were quite a few tables arranged in a big tent with lots of food and when the party was in full swing, I got a great deal of attention, many hugs and that sort of thing and a fair few tit bits as I patrolled around under the tables.
There was lots of music and entertainment and my bearded one’ son (aka Noah) told everyone what a wonderful man my bearded one was and everyone laughed. It was truly a lovely day.
My picture is the large tent and I am helping to get it ready for the party.