…that I am a super sweet boy (hence my name, Sweets)!  It’s her birthday today and she is turning 1000 years old.  She said that she loves spending special days with me.  She said that’s because I am so sweet and love to give her kisses.

You see how she teases me?  Look!  The only “wubba” she brought to Grandma’s and Grandpa’s and she’s teasing me with it.  I guess I don’t mind.  I mean, she is like a 1000 years old now.  Respect yer elders and all that crap!

Ha!  I finally got it.  All I have to do is catch a little bit of the “wubba” and pull and she lets go because she doesn’t want to have to sew it back together when I tug and tug and an arm or a leg tears off.  I’m pretty tough and will pull and pull until I have amputated said “wubba”.

Here I am waiting to be entertained.  C’mon Mom, entertain me.  No?  Okay, I guess I’ll have to go and find my “wubba” and tear it apart myself.  I never do that though.  I only tear apart “wubbas” when Mom has the other end of it and she is teasing me with it.

Happy birthday, Mom!  You’re the best because you play with me, take me on fun walks and feed me yummy treats.  Keep up the good work!