Happy GroundLyle Day!

Just kidding. It's not GroundLyle Day, it's my birthday! I am 8. The boss man got some cookies at our specialty dog food store and they are delish. The only bad part is I have to share. There were 3 chocolatey ones and I only got one. There are 3 fruity ones and I am afraid I'm only going to get one of those too. BUT there is only one Big Bone with "Happy Birthday" written on it and I am not sharing that one. If I've learned anything in my 8 years it is that sharing is overrated.

While I've been celebrating I have also been thinking about how cool it is to be 8.

Best things about being 8:
1. Rhymes with lots of cool and useful words: Great! Ate! Wait! Um....8!

Well, okay, that's all I have so far, but still! It's good to be 8. Having birthdays (especially ones with cookies) is much better than not having birthdays.