It’s daddy’s birthday today so mummy took us to our woofly favourite Windsor park to sing the song for daddy who is working as usual on his birthday.
We parked our car under the tree and headed towards Smiths lawn. On the very narrow bushy path, just before Smiths lawn, there was a woofly very little dead mouse, squashed. Mummy didn’t want us to notice it so told us to run quickly. I ran ran ran very happily towards mummy, and then mummy suddenly told me to slowdown but it seems that I trod on it with my front paw-paw.
But don’t worry, daddy. It was as small as my front paw-paw and quite dry already.
Anyway, it’s time to sing the song.
I ran and jumped for daddy because daddy loves my agile side, and Coco was as pretty as she ever could be in the hot sunny field because daddy loves Coco’s smiley face.
Let’s sing, shall we?
Happy Birthday, daddy~~~~
Happy Birthday, daddy~~~~~
We posted “Happy Birthday message” on daddy’s Facebook.
Have you seen it, daddy?
Woof, daddy liked it.
Love Coco and Silky