Tuesday, October 15, 2013
11th October is a very special day - its my birthday. And finally, I'm a teenager. I'm thirteen. Mum and Dad say thats over a hundred years old in human years, which might be why I sometimes get a bit stiff and sore.
I had a lovely party. Little sister Misty came and cousin Sienna the doberman, and Aunty Allison and Uncle Warren. We had such a great time. We had birthday cake (chocolate slice), cheerios, eggs, lamb puffs and chicken treats. It was sensational.
Dad spent a lot of time and built me a princess castle - ok, it was my crate - but it was outside and I had the best time. Misty and Sienna did a bit of running around but they were pretty focused on the food at the end, so I didn't feel left out at all. My present was a new teddy clutching a Dentastix - and Mum and Dad wrapped it in a towel and I had to work really hard to unwrap it.
My walking is going to plan. I'm doing five minutes four times a day and lots of stretches and reaches and balances. Some days I go well. Some days its a struggle. But I'm still walking, and that's the most important thing. Dad takes me in the car most days, which makes me smile too.
Oh well, off to have a nap. Us senior citizens have to preserve our strength....