Tails of the Unexpected

This month I've been mostly celebrating my birthday.

Happy Birthday to me*

Top of my birthday present list was a mad romp over the fields with my farm anipals; including bestest anipal Shadow. Interestingly, during the course of our running around we found time to discuss the Eurozone situation (not great), Barack Obama's singing (top man), and our own taste in music. Now, regular readers will know that Shadow is still a mere pup, whereas I am pretty grown up now. This was my second birthday and my human friend says that makes me 14 in your years. That probably explains how my taste in music has changed. I'm sorry to say that 9 month old Shadow (not even seven in human years) is still down with the Kids, with a capital K.

Shadow, me, Missy and Oscar sitting still for a change

I warned him not to tell the others that he's one of the legion of Beliebers, but would he listen? No. He just kept singing 'Then I saw his face, now I'm a Belieber'.  Missy and Oscar were not impressed and tried to drown out his howling with their own rendition of 'Who let the dogs out?'. Then I got involved with my own soulful version of Rhianna's 'Umbrella-Ella-Ella-Ella' - geddit?

'A word in your shell-like. I wouldn't mention Justin Bieber if I were you..'

 It was an almighty racket I can tell you and a birthday that I won't forget in a hurry. Wooftastic!


*I'm wearing my glitter bone identity tag in lime green. Bling! Bling!