So today Sammy turned 15 years old! And Dad stayed home with us all day…except when he locked us in the bedroom upstairs and some guys came into our house. Hard to perform the security detail when you are locked away. Anyhow, all day it was “Happy Birthday Sammy!” and “Would you like a treat Sammy?” Now… you may be thinking to yourself: “when was Tempi’s birthday?” And: “Seems like that was over a year ago and I don’t recall any blog about her celebration.” And that would be because -THEY FORGOT! I feel like Molly Ringwald. What about ME?
Now, supposedly my birthday is (and was) October 5, 2015. They chose this because they have some obsession with palindromic numbers and they were told I was about 1 year old when they adopted me. But after they celebrated my first birthday I continued to grow…and grow…and not just weight-wise but also I got taller. Obviously, when choosing my birth date they did not consult ME.
Since they continue to ignore my pleas for justice I decided today is MY birthday too. Which would make Sam and I twins. Trust me these things can happen. If you don’t believe me check this out:
These two might come from the same mother but as those kids show that is such a limited definition.
Alternatively, I was thinking of setting up a SurveyMonkey poll and have people vote for the day all should celebrate The Tempest. What do you think of that?
In the meantime, here are some pictures from Sammy’s Birthday.
Some sniffs on our midday walk:
Us looking awesome in the sun and snow:
Although, what is up with that shadow dog next to me? You call that a tail?
Sammy taking on Samson (he may be 15 but he still has that Sambuca Spirit in him!):
…and if it wasn’t clear from these photos, Samson “Sam” is about twice the size of Sambuca “Sam” – he is one big pooch!
Sammy waiting for Mom to return home:
…for like hours!
Us waiting for Mom at the back door after the app said she was nearby:
Sammy may have had a senior moment there at the end when he started staring at Dad instead of the door. I was looking out the front window to see what was taking Mom so long so it may actually have been Sammy trying that mind trick of his where he convinces our parents that we have not yet been fed. Boy is that awesome when he gets that to work.
In conclusion, I just want to say a big Happy Birthday to my big twin Brother.
So, my parents claim that a book arrived in the mail for my birthday a week or so ago. First off, it would have been late anyhow. Secondly, no one took credit for it. Thirdly, …well…I just don’t see the humor in it at all.