Look at me! Look at me! It's my birthday!
I'm 3 yrs. old today. My mom says I'm very lucky that I lived to see 3! I don't feel that lucky. I don't know why she would say that. She also said we don't celebrate dog birthday's like we do human birthdays. Whatever! I got 1 1/2 carrots today and I got to go outside and play with the ball, that seems like a party.
I heard her saying that the only reason we are taking note of my big 3 birthday is because everybody has been saying Golden Retrievers mellow out at 3 years of age. Hee, hee, I'm not a Retriever, I'm a Receiver! Fooled them.