Well Darlings, the weather here is frightful. I cannot abide by weather that makes me pant and froth at the mouth in the most uncomely of manners. So far, my birthday weekend has been rather uneventful. But I have been promised a swim tomorrow in Lake Erie if no thunderstorms are on the horizon.

I must say that I am rather touched by a litte montage my caregivers have created of me. I do think they are rather besotted with me.

A bientot mes enfants...