"Five? Somebunny is five today?"
Yes, Mick--do you know who that somebunny is?
"Hmmmmm...let me think..."
"Nope, can't think of anybunny. Who's five today, Mum?"
Why don't you check out what the cookies say, Mick?
"Y'know, it would help if they were facing the right way..."
Oooops, sorry. Ok, I'll read them off for you: M-I-C-K-E-Y...
"Mickey? Mickey! Hey, that's me! I'm FIVE today! "
Yes, yes you are, Happy Birthday, Mick!
"Thanks, Mum! Hey, are these cookies? Mmmmm, cookies..."
Yes, those are Bunspace birthday cookies, and His Majesty has already eaten the "M" (which, as The Boy says, now makes him "ickey"...I hope not, a birthday butt-bath would not be cool.) He gets a letter a day so we don't end up with any tummy troubles.
Of course, somebunny had his own idea about what he should get for his birthday:
"Ooh, what's this? A whole container of oats for me?!"
"Empty?! Drats. No fair, Mum."
Yes, somebunny loves his oats, as evidenced by the mugging I suffer on a daily basis trying to put oats in his pellet dish:
In honor of Mick's birthday, we will be making a donation to the Berkshire Humane Society, which is where we adopted him. Happy Birthday, my baby bun!