Dear Poppy,
I can barely lift my paws I'm so tired from the endless celebration of mine and mummy's birthday. Well, really of mummy's birthday. She was nice enough to ask for a party that would be just perfect for me. In fact, as many four legs came to celebrate my birthday as two legs came for mummy. We had the best party ever! We went to the horse ring at Rock Creek Park. Horses are four legs, but they are giants. I saw many of them. I got confused once when one came galloping by. I thought I was supposed to chase him, but mummy said, Noooo!!!, in her mean voice, so I knew I had to stay. Puppaw cooked hot dogs and one of the two legs snuck some to me. Yummy! There is nothing like a hot dog! Ask your granny. She knows. There were lots of little two legs too and they were great because they kept playing games. They play a game called soccer where they kick the ball to see how quickly I can get it and run away with it and then they all chase me. There was another game called boccie ball. Same concept. They throw the little ball to see how quickly I can get it and run away with it and then they all chase me. And yet another game, this one more complicated. It's called badminton. They hit something called a shuttlecock into the air as hard as they can with arm extensions to see how quickly I can get it and run away with it and then they all chase me. When I wasn't chasing balls, I was chasing my four legged friends. I can tell you, it was the best birthday ever. Mummy wouldn't give me any sangria or birthday cake, but maybe next year when I'm three. I wore granny's blue kerchief and I looked great. It was so nice of mummy to share her birthday with me. Puppaw told me I was very lucky because when it comes to birthdays, mummy says its is all about me, me, me...and she doesn't mean me!
I hope you can come to my next great party...I think there will be paella.
Your two year old cousin,
De Mugs
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