Happy Birthday to Uncle Jim. I miss him since he moved to the trees. We will see him soon though.
I don’t have a birthday since my sister Hal and I are “found” dogs. Makes us kind of mysterious. Our friend Sadie is like us. We are all black, and kind of mysterious. Our people like to think of what our lives were like before we were “found”. We actually don’t care because we don’t remember.
Hope Uncle Jim has a nice day.
Your friend,
Dave